The first one came two hours after date number one. On our second encounter, you “joked” about how sad you were that I didn’t poke you back. I took the bait, and decided to return the favor. You decided to poke me again.

A text full of baby talk and an embarrassing number of emoticons soon followed, but my reciprocation didn’t. I will never feel ashamed about derailing a poke train. Sowwy i no wanna poke u no mo :-( ttyl!

(a guest Dealbreaker written by Elisha Yaffe)

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