The starbucks Elyse and I drank today was green tea lemonade.
I comment on how our cups say "GTL" on them, not understanding that it's an acronym for our beverage of choice.
Elyse laughs and says not to feel bad, because she didn't even know what "Doomed to Fail" was until a few weeks ago.
Wait, what is doomed to fail?
"You know, doomed to fail, DTF."
I pause,
"No no no, Elyse, that means Down to Fuck."
(Or in the case where Ben yells out loudly in the mall that I am DTF, and I yell back I AM ONLY DOWN TO FUN. FUN ONLY.)
Oh,
well,
But in a society commentary kind of way, I suppose the two term could be interchanged.
Once upon a midnight guido, I needed to feed my libido,
the cabs came near and I headed out the door.
While at Karma, fists are pumping, I'm dry humping,
when someone asked me how I always score.
"Gym, Tan, Laundry," I revealed, "'Tis my daily chore,"
Quoth the raven, "At the Shore."
Original Larissa poetry, timeless AND thought provoking.
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