During my high school years, 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 coming into our classroom to hang out and not get in trouble. One day, seven wrestlers come in shouting about new wrestling uniforms, and how excited they were. When they go over and pull out the uniforms, the whole class started giving them side glances. Even without what I say next, the suits appeared comical. I mean, it’s a snug royal blue Spandex with a top that looks like suspenders. Already pretty funny. But the wrestlers took the uniforms and hurried out to switch into them in the bathroom, and come back to display them. Which, is also quite funny because Spandex hides NOTHING; you could notice every detail. Regardless, we are from a town called Ocean City. It’s usually shortened as “OC”. On the back of the Spandex uniform, it has Ocean City Men in large letters. Except… they chose the abbreviation. On the back, it says OC MEN. Which isn’t too bad, but then I say it in my head. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I was close to spitting out my drink. I looked around frantically, trying to see who I could 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 cracked up. The whole time she saw me as the quiet teacher’s pet who was very reserved. The first words out of my mouth were “It says oh semen.” We’ve been best friends for seven years now.