Back in high school, I was rather reserved with people who weren't my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach was also the geometry teacher. This caused a lot of wrestlers skipping class and coming into our classroom to hang out and avoid trouble. One day, seven wrestlers come in yelling about new wrestling uniforms, and how enthusiastic they were. When they went over to get the uniforms, the whole class started giving them side glances. Even without what I say next, the suits look funny. I mean, it’s skin-tight royal blue Spandex with a suspender-like top. Already quite amusing. But the wrestlers took the uniforms and hurried out to go change in the bathroom, and come back to show them off. Which, is equally hilarious because Spandex reveals everything; you could see everything. Anyway, we are from a town called Ocean City. It’s usually shortened 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 terrible, but then I pronounce it in my mind. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I was close to spitting out my drink. I looked around in a panic, 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 whispered to her what I noticed and we both cracked up. The whole time she considered me 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.