During my high school years, I was pretty quiet around people who weren’t my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach was also the geometry teacher. This resulted in a lot of wrestlers cutting class and barging into our classroom to hang out and stay out of trouble. One day, seven wrestlers burst in excitedly talking 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 mention next, the suits look funny. I mean, it’s tight royal blue Spandex with a suspender style top. Already quite amusing. But the wrestlers took the uniforms and ran out to go change in the bathroom, and come 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 reads OC MEN. Which isn’t too bad, but then I sound it out in my head. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I nearly choked on my water. 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 looked at the girl sitting 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 thought of 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 the past seven years.