Other than being bizarrely comfortable with letting her students call her by her first name, this teacher is probably onto something here. Those kids aren't gazing at their genitals; they're just texting each other about their genitals. There's only one way to know for sure, though: confiscate all the phones at the beginning of class. Then, if some kid's still grinning at his junk, make him come up and answer a question on the board. That smile will turn to a look of frozen horror pretty quick.
[ Via Pleated Jeans]