During my high school years, I was pretty quiet with people who weren't my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach also taught geometry. This caused a lot of wrestlers missing class and interrupting our class to hang out and not get in trouble. One day, seven wrestlers entered yelling about new wrestling uniforms, and how excited they were. When they went over to get the uniforms, the whole class is kind of side eyeing them. Even without what I say next, the suits appeared comical. I mean, it’s a snug royal blue Spandex with a suspender style top. Absolutely funny already. But the wrestlers snatched the uniforms and rush out of the room to go change in the bathroom, and came back to model them. Which, is also hysterical because Spandex shows everything; you could notice every detail. In any case, we reside in 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 states OC MEN. Which isn’t too bad, 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 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 cracked up. The whole time she considered me the quiet teacher’s pet who was shy as hell. The first words out of my mouth were “It says oh semen.” We’ve been best friends for seven years now.