Got FS?

Someone sent a message to me earlier, "got FS?"

I wonder what it meant.

Turned out to be Friendster.

Whew.

So I assumed FB might be assigned to Facebook.
Or friend with benefits. To avoid the more adult meaning of FB.

MS might be MySpace, I wonder if they've shortened it
as well to two letters. In advertising language, it meant
Management Supervisor or someone who earns a lot,
or someone who has stayed too long in an agency,
they have to promote him or her to a new position.
Coming from being a BUD, Business Unit Director, or
a GAD, Group Account Director.

It's either I am too old, when asked, "got FS?".
They assume everyone knows it, or it's simply, plainly,
a lingo not yet prevalent but people think it is.

Admittedly, after finally succumbing to "Gossip Girl,"
whose end line keeps on saying, XOXO,
I never knew what it meant.

I got all the "duh" facial expressions when I
asked what it was. It's like, "Lilit, hello, where have you been?"

It's better to ask out of ignorance, rather than pretend
I know it, right?

OK, if you're a late discoverer like me, it meant
hugs and kisses. I just want to know if I've got allies
so dated like I am I never knew what it was, until now.

So I further asked, what makes those letters
visually representative of hugs and kisses?

I needed justification.

I understand the X as hug, but O as a kiss? C'mon...
Does anyone kiss with a mouth so widely opened as an O?

Y should represent the University of the Philippines.
Its form alone is similar to the Oblation's pose.

Out of nothing at all. If people can invent letters and acronyms,
why can't I?

These days when text English shortens words,
and everything is acronymized, yes, another invented word from me,
someone needs to publish a new dictionary or a website
similar to Urban Slang, although I forgot this particular site's URL.
An Acronym Book. I am sure acronyms sprout like mushrooms
so quickly, it's impossible for a book to keep up. Maybe
a section within a monthly magazine will do.

Right now, I am WPFTBS.

Waiting Patiently for the Bone Specialist.

Or should I say, Why Pinky's Fractured Today? Blame Stupidity.