Now remember the story, “Mommy left us to be with angels…”
Jonah finally learned to color within the lines.
I think you mean “nephew”.
Isn’t that January Jones’ kid?
‘Soon, my child. Soon you will have a mighty figure, like mine. Eat up. Eat …. up.’
“I’m tired of eating ice cream, Uncle Jonah. Can I please have some broccoli?”
“Shut up! You’ve barely eaten ANY! I’LL tell you when you’re done eating ice cream!”
“I’m sorry I put my beer on your head. I won’t do it again.”
“Alright there Billy, that’s two spoonfuls like we agreed. Now give the ice cream back to uncle Jonah.”
Oh crap, they got cameras. Here hold my ice cream and I’ll hold you coloring book.
Look motherfucker, I only came with you because you promised that you could introduce me to Leo. Now are you going to deliver, or am I going to have to throw this Froghurt right in YOUR FAT FUCKING FACE?
If anyone asks, your name is ‘Leo.’
After this picture was taken, Jonah stole the kids ice cream and took of running in the other direction. His nephew got the ice cream back by walking twenty feet and retrieved it from Jonah’s passed out bloated ass.
That’s it my young Padawan! Eat or eat more! There is no diet.
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Jonah Hill with his nephew in Beverly Hills. (May 27, 2014) -Photo: Fame/Flynet, Getty, INFphoto, Pacific Coast News, Splash News, WENN