“Boys will be boys.” The lady says as her son throws dirt at the other children on the playground.
“Boys will be boys.” She thinks when she sees her sons eyes glow with excitement as they pass by the video game section.
“Boys will be boys.” Says the lady whose son has been hitting girls at school “to show he likes them”.
“Boys will be boys.” She murmurs when her son comes home with a black eye and school suspension for getting in a fight with another classmate.
“Boys will be boys.” She thinks while her son stares at the cashiers chest, instead of acknowledging her “Good day.”
“Boys will be boys, and dressing like that only suggested that she wanted it.” She tells the jury, sitting in the witnesses chair, defending her sons actions.