During my high school years, I was quite shy around people who weren’t my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach was also the geometry teacher. This caused a lot of wrestlers missing class and coming into our classroom to hang out and avoid trouble. One day, seven wrestlers burst in shouting 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 mention next, the suits seemed funny. I mean, it’s tight royal blue Spandex with a suspender-like top. Absolutely funny already. But the wrestlers snatched the uniforms and rush out of the room to go change in the bathroom, and come back to model them. Which, is also quite funny because Spandex reveals everything; you could see all of their junk. Anyway, we live in 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 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 frantically, trying to find out who I can tell, because I didn’t have any friends to tell in this class. I turn to the girl 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 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 7 years now.