Thomas Jones is a mathematics teacher currently working at St Augustine's College Cairns (251 Draper Street, 4870, Cairns, QLD, Australia) He currently teaches a variety of grates ranging from 7 to year 12 essential
by The Lidinator October 19, 2020
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, mein fuhr, it's time.
It's time, mein fuhr (aight, mein fuhr, begin).
Straight out the sad dungeons of rap.
The death drops deep as does my gas.
I never die, 'cause to die is the distant cousin of mass.
Beyond the walls of abbuse, life is defined.
I think of death when I'm in a Belzec state of mind.
Hope the mass got some class.
My pass don't like no dirty grass.
Run up to the ass and get the glass.
In a Belzec state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The painfull death?
You complain about gas.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the shibboleth.
I'm rappin' to the suffering,
And I'm gonna move your buffering.
Alone, hate, BEANS, like an ash
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rash.
I can't take the gas, can't take the pain.
I woulda tried to please I guess I got no plane.
I'm rappin' to the buffering,
And I'm gonna move your suffering.
Yea, yaz, in a Belzec state of mind.
When I was young my distant cousin had a shibboleth.
I waz kicked out without no breath.
I never thought I'd see that meth.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my distant cousin's seth.
A soft owo orphans is quite the endorphins.
Thinking of death. Yaz, thinking of death (death).
Ayo, mein fuhr, it's time.
It's time, mein fuhr (aight, mein fuhr, begin).
Straight out the sad dungeons of rap.
The death drops deep as does my gas.
I never die, 'cause to die is the distant cousin of mass.
Beyond the walls of abbuse, life is defined.
I think of death when I'm in a Belzec state of mind.
Hope the mass got some class.
My pass don't like no dirty grass.
Run up to the ass and get the glass.
In a Belzec state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The painfull death?
You complain about gas.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the shibboleth.
I'm rappin' to the suffering,
And I'm gonna move your buffering.
Alone, hate, BEANS, like an ash
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rash.
I can't take the gas, can't take the pain.
I woulda tried to please I guess I got no plane.
I'm rappin' to the buffering,
And I'm gonna move your suffering.
Yea, yaz, in a Belzec state of mind.
When I was young my distant cousin had a shibboleth.
I waz kicked out without no breath.
I never thought I'd see that meth.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my distant cousin's seth.
A soft owo orphans is quite the endorphins.
Thinking of death. Yaz, thinking of death (death).
by epicgamergang June 24, 2019
The kindest and most eager person you will meet. He loves being around people and lighting up a room. From his smile to his fame, nothing will get in the way. Watch out, he is probably too cool for you.
by Jake1234332 November 23, 2021
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by Mr. Tunes November 11, 2020
Someone who runs away from his parental responsibilities. He also has a ton of dingle berries. When you go down on him and you're upside down laying on the bed, be careful not to look up that booty hole, there are tons of toilet paper strips hanging like flags out his bum hole.
Beware the Thomas-Gladiator. He'll try to fool you, but know that underneath those 15 year old true religion flared jeans there is a forest of dingle berries. Ps: don't count on him for any child support.
by ProsperaProserpina84 May 12, 2021
The biggest hypocrite to ever live and a giant cunt to boot. It is the evolution of any Tom but with some coke or Pepsi and one too many burgers you too could become a over weight twat as well. It takes great pride in hurting others feelings and thrives of attention. If you see one walk at a brisk speed as it will not be able to keep up
by Thesaltyseaseal February 28, 2019