When I was in high school, I was rather reserved with people who weren't my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach also taught geometry. This resulted in a lot of wrestlers missing class and barging into our classroom to hang out and avoid trouble. One day, seven wrestlers come in excitedly talking about new wrestling uniforms, and how excited they were. When they grabbed the uniforms, the whole class began to eye them suspiciously. Even without what I mention next, the suits look funny. I mean, it’s skin-tight royal blue Spandex with a top that looks like suspenders. Absolutely funny already. But the wrestlers grab the uniforms and ran out to switch into them in the bathroom, and returned to show them off. Which, is also hysterical because Spandex reveals everything; 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 reads Ocean City Men in large letters. Except… they decided on the abbreviation. On the back, it reads OC MEN. Which isn’t awful, but then I say it in my head. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I nearly choked on my water. I looked around frantically, trying to find out who I can 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 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 seven years now.