Don't you worry, sonny boy, we'll get you home safe.

The boys were playing in the cunts.

The hod boys arrived before sunrise to stack bricks and ferry mortar for the masons.

The hod boy pushed the loaded tub along the narrow gauge toward the waiting wagon under the dim pit lights.

The takatak boy wove through the crowded market, calling out his prices for candies and cigarettes.

A yosi boy called out along the street, selling single cigarettes to passing commuters.

At dusk, villagers swore a shag-boy slipped between the hedgerows to steal the farmer's milk.

The shag-boys left the café laughing, oblivious to the rumors they'd stirred.

The group of pussy-boys refused to stand up for their friend when he needed them.

The teacher confronted the bully boys who had been tormenting the new student.