Back in the 70’s we had a New Music Teacher that enjoyed the company of many a H.S. boy during the two years she was there. I don’t think any of them ever kept her picture...Kind of like that joke about fat chicks and carnival rides. She just allowed it to become to obvious in a small town.
There was a H.S. Wood Shop Substitute Teacher that used to hang with some of my family. I smoked pot with him several times back then.
This stuff has gone on for ever. You are right, kids just brag too much now.
It's no wonder we are in such a confused mess these days in just about every matter.