All about Jonba.

[sweetsalome]

    Hello, I'm Jonba and this is all about me and my favorite things!

My favorite people . . .



'ome!



Elmo!



He-woo!



To-stoy!  (Tolstoy)




Ganma & Ganpa  [Mun note:  I have no idea who these people are, and I get a little creeped out putting it in here.]

My favorite books!





War & Peace


What I DON'T LIKE . . .



Nap time.



Thunderstorms.


My favorite things!




Thomas!



Hugs!



Early aeronautical development.  Flying.

Where I am now going because I have been up since six in the morning . . .



Bed!!

Comments

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"Oh no! Where? Where? Where?" He's running around in little circles. "I cannot step in his mouth or he will be angry with me!"

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Shrieking with laughter, he grabs a hold of Hiro as he is spun around. The poor boy is getting dizzy, his eyeballs nearly rolling around in his head.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Hiro stops. "Is the dragon in front of me?"

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Groaning, he leans back, and blinks blearily. "Yes! He gonna eat He-woo! Gonna eat Jonba!"

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Hiro turns around and heads in the opposite direction. "Is he chasing us?"

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

The boy is flung around when Hiro turns and he thinks it's the best thing EVAR. "Yes!" Then he growls, pretending to be the dragon. "Grrrrr! Dwagon EAT He-woo!"

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"Oh no!" Hiro begins running, not too fast because he's a bit off-balance with Jonba on his shoulders. "Please do not eat me, Mr. Dragon! I will be good!"

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

"Eat nummy he-woo!" Growling still, he grabs hold of Hiro before licking his forehead. "Mmmm."

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"No, please do not eat me, Mr. Dragon! I am not nummy! I am tough and stringy, Mr. Dragon!"