Back in high school, I was quite shy with people who weren't my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach also taught geometry. This resulted in a lot of wrestlers skipping class and barging 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 go over and pull out the uniforms, the whole class started giving them side glances. Even without what I describe next, the suits seemed funny. I mean, it’s a snug royal blue Spandex with a suspender-like top. Absolutely funny already. But the wrestlers grab the uniforms and ran out to go change in the bathroom, and returned to display them. Which, is also quite funny because Spandex reveals everything; you could notice every detail. In any case, we reside in a town called Ocean City. It’s usually shortened as “OC”. On the back of the Spandex uniform, it says Ocean City Men in large letters. Except… they decided on the abbreviation. On the back, it says OC MEN. Which isn't terrible, but then I say it in my head. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I was close to spitting out my drink. I glanced around quickly, trying to see who I could 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 told her what I found and we both cracked up. The whole time she saw 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.