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For my own personal caption, I chose to write a letter, as any pithy little statement I could make could not express the full nature of my feelings. The letter got a little personal and quite lengthy, so I’m not going to share it with you guys, but suffice it to say that it takes up about five pages in my unicorn journal and that the ink was smudged by my tears. It’s filled with allusions to Bon Jovi songs (“Taylor, in this world, we gotta hold on to what we got, and what I got is a powerful Bon Jovi love and a bad case of envy”) and statements of incredulity (“You’re standing next to Jon Bon Jovi and you can’t even muster up a smile? Really?”). In short, this blatant lack of appreciation for the majesty that is Bon Jovi is appalling to me.
Your turn!
Bon Jovi killed rock and metal because he was a glam boy at heart. If I was Taylor, I’d be creeped out by some old ass has-been standing next to me. The pic would’ve been better if she was stabbing him with a switchblade in his heart while she was smiling. 8]