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 resulted in a lot of wrestlers missing class and coming into our classroom to hang out and not get in trouble. One day, seven wrestlers come in 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 mention next, the suits look funny. I mean, it’s a snug royal blue Spandex with a suspender-like top. Already pretty funny. But the wrestlers grab the uniforms and hurried out to change in the bathroom, and come back to show them off. Which, is equally hilarious because Spandex shows everything; you could see all of their junk. Regardless, 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 decided on the abbreviation. On the back, it says OC MEN. Which isn’t awful, but then I say it in my head. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I was close to spitting out my drink. I looked around frantically, 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 burst out laughing. 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 the past seven years.