During my high school years, I was rather reserved around people who weren’t my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach also taught geometry. This led to a lot of wrestlers missing class and barging into our classroom to hang out and not get in trouble. One day, seven wrestlers burst in excitedly talking about new wrestling uniforms, and how enthusiastic they were. When they grabbed the uniforms, the whole class began to eye them suspiciously. Even without what I describe next, the suits seemed 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 change in the bathroom, and came back to show them off. Which, is also hysterical because Spandex hides NOTHING; you could see everything. 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 too bad, 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 find out who I can 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 shared my discovery with her and we both burst out laughing. The whole time she thought of 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 the past seven years.