When I was in high school, I was rather reserved with people who weren't my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach was my geometry teacher. This resulted in a lot of wrestlers cutting class and interrupting our class to hang out and not get in trouble. One day, seven wrestlers entered excitedly talking about new wrestling uniforms, and how excited they were. When they went over to get the uniforms, the whole class began to eye them suspiciously. Even without what I mention next, the suits look funny. I mean, it’s skin-tight royal blue Spandex with a suspender-like top. Already quite amusing. But the wrestlers snatched the uniforms and rush out of the room to go change in the bathroom, and returned to display them. Which, is also quite funny because Spandex shows everything; you could see everything. Anyway, we are from a town called Ocean City. It’s usually shortened as “OC”. On the back of the Spandex uniform, it says Ocean City Men in large letters. Except… they chose the abbreviation. On the back, it says OC MEN. Which isn’t awful, but then I sound it out in my head. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I was close to spitting out my drink. 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 looked at the girl sitting next to me, and I had no idea who she was and had never talked to her before. I shared my discovery with her and we both cracked up. The whole time she thought of me as the quiet teacher’s pet who was extremely shy. The first words out of my mouth were “It says oh semen.” We’ve been best friends for seven years now.