you've got to love young men...

i have this class where, while most guys are around my age, two are in their early to mid-twenties. and sometimes, they really want to brag or impress me. i think. i believe i've already mentioned the time one of them insisted, during a lesson on body vocab, to show off his skill with the word six-pack, something he also explained he had. today, we were talking about injuries, and discussing which of a bruise or a scratch was more serious. while everyone was going for the scratch, as it involved blood, one of the guys pulled out his i-phone to show us a picture of a spectacular bruise, covering most of a thigh. his thigh, it turned out, clad in nothing but striped blue and white boxershorts. ... uhum... don't get me wrong, the guy's pretty gorgeous, so it's not like i had to look at something hideous (well, apart from the bruising, that is), but i don't know... maybe it's just a guy thing (like comparing who's got the most impressive scars) and they obviously all thought it was good fun, but i'm pretty sure i wouldn't want to show a picture of myself in really short shorts or any kind of underwear to my students, no matter how much i liked them...