During my high school years, I was rather reserved around 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 stay out of trouble. One day, seven wrestlers come in shouting about new wrestling uniforms, and how enthusiastic they were. When they grabbed the uniforms, the whole class started giving them side glances. Even without what I say next, the suits seemed funny. I mean, it’s skin-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 returned to display them. Which, is also quite funny because Spandex hides NOTHING; you could see everything. Regardless, we live in a town called Ocean City. It’s commonly 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 too bad, but then I pronounce it in my mind. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I nearly choked on my water. I glanced around quickly, trying to figure out who to 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 told her what I found and we both started laughing. 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.