Back 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 led to a lot of wrestlers cutting class and interrupting our class 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 grabbed 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 suspender style top. Absolutely funny already. But the wrestlers snatched the uniforms and ran out to go change in the bathroom, and came back to show them off. Which, is also hysterical because Spandex reveals everything; you could see everything. In any case, we live in a town called Ocean City. It’s often abbreviated as “OC”. On the back of the Spandex uniform, it has Ocean City Men in large letters. Except… they used 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 frantically, trying to see who I could tell, because I didn’t have any friends to tell in this class. I turned to the girl beside me, and I had no idea who she was and had never talked to her before. I whispered to her what I noticed and we both burst out 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 the past seven years.