Back in high school, I was quite shy with people who weren't my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach was also the geometry teacher. This caused a lot of wrestlers cutting class and barging into our classroom to hang out and avoid trouble. One day, seven wrestlers burst in shouting about new wrestling uniforms, and how thrilled they were. When they go over and pull out the uniforms, the whole class began to eye them suspiciously. Even without what I say next, the suits seemed funny. I mean, it’s skin-tight royal blue Spandex with a suspender style top. Absolutely funny already. But the wrestlers grab the uniforms and ran out to switch into them in the bathroom, and came back to display them. Which, is equally hilarious because Spandex shows everything; you could see all of their junk. Anyway, we are from a town called Ocean City. It’s often abbreviated as “OC”. On the back of the Spandex uniform, it says Ocean City Men in large letters. Except… they decided on the abbreviation. On the back, it says OC MEN. Which isn't terrible, but then I say it in my head. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I almost spit out the water I was drinking. I looked around in a panic, trying to find out who I can tell, because I didn’t have any friends to tell in this class. I turn to the girl next to me, and I had no idea who she was and had never talked to her before. I told her what I found and we both started laughing. The whole time she considered me the quiet teacher’s pet who was shy as hell. The first words out of my mouth were “It says oh semen.” We’ve been best friends for seven years now.