Facebook Sex
You see a girl’s photo, you think she’s hot, you click it full screen like it’s a holy scripture, you imagine you’re having sex with her in your head, and then you poke her because you’re too scared to actually talk to her.
I saw her face. I clicked it full screen. I poked her. Now I’m the guy who poked her from the other side of the internet.
He looked at her profile picture like it was a map to treasure. Then he poked her. Now he’s the guy who got caught daydreaming.
She had the face of an angel. He clicked it full screen. Then he poked her. Now she’s going to tell all her friends about the Facebook creep.