There is a problem, a genuine concern for my fellow boy child. How? You might wonder. As I'm merely walking around the streets of my humble home I see a number of them idling around letting their lives pass by in the form of alcohol and drugs abuse. Some can't tell yesterday from tomorrow, some have nothing to offer, even morals.
There is also another baffling concern. Most men deep in their forties and thirties still live in their parents’ homes, others have the nerve to bring their new wives to the same household.