During my high school years, I was rather reserved when I wasn't with my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach was my geometry teacher. This caused a lot of wrestlers cutting class and barging into our classroom to hang out and not get in trouble. One day, seven wrestlers entered shouting about new wrestling uniforms, and how enthusiastic they were. When they go over and pull out the uniforms, the whole class is kind of side eyeing them. 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 pretty funny. But the wrestlers grab the uniforms and ran out to go change in the bathroom, and come back to show them off. Which, is equally hilarious because Spandex hides NOTHING; you could see everything. Anyway, 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 states OC MEN. Which isn’t too bad, but then I say it in my head. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I nearly choked on my water. I looked around frantically, 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 thought of me as the quiet teacher’s pet who was extremely shy. The first words out of my mouth were “It says oh semen.” We’ve been best friends for the past seven years.