My dad calls me the "Bonus Jonas." This is where I prove to him that I'm the most important Jonas. Email me at thebestjonasisme (at) gmail!
Today is my birthday!!!!! I am 8. This means I am now a man. Please wish me a happy birthday by sending me the following gifts:
- A best friend
- Toco Toucan, who is a retired webkinz (his beak is cool and he is on the cereal box)
- Unlimited hugs from my bros
- Bigger speakers in which to play the new METALLICA record (IT MELTS MY FACE OFF WITH THE POWER OF ROCK)
- Pail out the banks (I don’t know what it means, but my dad was talking about it and it sounds important)
- A cake that tastes like Red Bulls and twinkies
- A new iPhone (and NOT a little mirror like when my bros told me that was an iPhone and I kept trying to make calls on it like them, but all that happened was the mirror got foggy from my breath on it!!!!)
No one sent me an email today wishing me a happy birthday :( I still love you guys though. I will go back to my room now and listen to Metallica.
