Young man

I can't understand you, young man. Can you point to which toy you want?

That does it, young man! You are excused to your room!

Hey, young man... don't walk on the kitchen floor. I just mopped over there.

“Now you listen to me, young man!” Mom pointed a finger straight into my face.

Hello, young man, I'm Quincy's mother. I decided to drop by to see how his adopted family is treating him.

"Lane Coutell. He's only been Franny's boy friend for a whole year. ..." "The expression is Franny's 'young man,'" he said, "not her 'boy friend.' Why are you so out of date, Bessie? […]"