During my high school years, I was pretty quiet when I wasn't with my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach also taught geometry. This caused a lot of wrestlers skipping class and barging into our classroom to hang out and not get in trouble. One day, seven wrestlers burst in shouting about new wrestling uniforms, and how thrilled they were. When they went over to get the uniforms, the whole class started giving them side glances. Even without what I describe next, the suits seemed funny. I mean, it’s tight royal blue Spandex with a top that looks like suspenders. Already quite amusing. But the wrestlers grab the uniforms and hurried out to switch into them in the bathroom, and come back to model them. Which, is also hysterical 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 reads 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 pronounce it in my mind. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I almost spit out the water I was drinking. I looked around in a panic, 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 whispered to her what I noticed and we both cracked up. The whole time she saw me as 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.