Luis apparently went to a Rick Springfield concert last week, and now he won't  shut up about it, and its driving everyone crazy. Convince him to stop. Please.

Hey, Joe here. Can someone please get me out of this closet? I'm surrounded by a bunch of creepy Halloween decorations. Thanks guys, I help you out with all these band-related problems and you stick me in a closet? Nice. Real considerate. I may be 86 years old, not to mention dead, but I still think that I deserve a better place to sleep than the top shelf of a storage closet in the basement of Luis's and Bella's Dad's house. Gavin, this is between you and me. Those twins are brats! Haha, yeah. Well, this is Joe, signing off.

You can find my picture under the picture of Luis, and beside Gavin (Above)
I am a skeleton.
I have no musical talent, so I am the band's futurist/mascot/manager.
Bye.