p.u.s.f.
It’s when you’re so horny you’re about to explode and you can’t wait for the weekend.
I’ve been P. U. S. F. since Monday. I’m not even joking.
He texted me ‘I can’t take it anymore’ at 2 a. m. and I knew he was P. U. S. F.
She walked by me in the hallway and now I’m P. U. S. F. again.