All of my friends, family, and acquaintances know that I hate Bon Jovi. I do. I know that as a Jersey Girl, I’m supposed to like them. Nope. I won’t do it.
But this evening, I was feeling a bit nostalgic, and all of a sudden, I realized that the experience I was thinking of was ripped from a Bon Jovi song. (Even though I hate Bon Jovi, I am a child of the 80’s, and their songs were implanted in my brain just by listening to the damn radio, and living in NJ).
What’s this world coming to?
(and, no, it’s not the line referencing losing one’s virginity in the backseat of a car. I have standards, you know).