It's true. Today's teenagers are really different. Today when I drive home from work, just along my own home, a few big boys playing football wouldn't give way. It took me a few minutes to wait for them to decide to let me go with that kind of look.
Last week, I stopped because a few boys actually intentionally move slowly in front of me on their motorbikes. Not only that, they actually showed me some stunt and a few ugly grins in their face. I was so angry but there's nothing I can do. These boys might came from rich and educated family. They were proud to have motorbikes even though being underaged.
If you were to complain, their parents might actually scold you back. They never thought of the danger their sons brought to other people. Why not? These are the sons they could rely on when they need ketchup or chillis in their cooking. Hey, boy. Here, take this money and the motorbike, buy me a bottle of ketchup.
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