I live with two men. Both late thirties, but do you think their actual age changes their thought process from that of a mischievous teenage boy?
Answer: No. It doesn’t.
I walk into the kitchen and see my flatmate watching my cat thoughtfully.
Flatmate: “Shall we get your cat stoned?”
Flatmate: “Oh, go on!”
Flatmate: “Go on. I promise it will be funny. My mate knows someone you could buy it from. We could sprinkle it on his food?”
Me: “No. Shut up.”
Boyfriend walks into room.
Flatmate: “Hey. Shall we get your cat stoned?”
Boyfriend: Thinks for a moment. “Yeah sure. That could be funny.”
Me: Picks cat up and walks away with him.
Men are dicks.