The Tombus is the icon of what every person aspires to become in this world. The Tombus is one of the few creatures that knows that God is dead and that Existence in meaningless meaning that he is a perfect specimen of purity. If you own a Tombus, treasure it.
“I saw a Tombus the other way”
“No way! That’s awesome I heard that the Tombus is very wise.”
When giving your ho a standing 69 just before you cum pull out shoot her in the eye and tombstone the bitch straight to hell.
I was enjoying some sweet stand up 69 with Gill last night, got my nut off and then hit the best tombstone Pile-driver since Wrestlemania 13. Rest. In. Peace.
Dedicated audience members, that are commanded by the awesome Tobuscus (AKA Toby Turner), and released onto Facebook pages in order to change things for the better, through the use of comments.
So far, with the help of the Tobuscus Army, he has conquered mountain Dew, resulting with a limited Darkness, Redness, Whiteness drink. He is currently battling on becoming a part of Virgin Mobile as "Tarah", instead of "Sparah".
A Tobuscian is someone who Follows, Worships, Loves or likes Tobuscus that much that they will claim they a member of his community and will watch most if not all of his videos and especially his LazyVlogs.
A true tobuscian will know toby's dogs names and some of their first names E.G.
Falcor (Griffin)
Venus
Gypsy
The Mongolian Tombstone, a holy act, is performed when a man gets into a legs spread and knees bent position while standing up. The female proceeds to kneel underneath him, between his legs. After raising her head, she rests the man's testicles on her eyes and proceeds to pleasure the man's gooch by licking. Often, the Mongolian Tombstone turns into a full-blown rimmy, but this term is to be used strictly for gooch licking.
Garrett: Man, my gooch could use a good Mongolian Tombstone
Eric: I remember my first one, my gooch was sore for days
"The path of Tombsteak is beset on all sides by the jealousy of men and the cooters of hot babes. Blessed is Tombsteak who, in the name of porking and blumpkins, shepards hot babes through his front door and into his sex chamber, for he is truely the king of sex, and the finder of chix. And Tombsteak will strike down upon thee with long fingers and furious erections, and you will know his name is Tombsteak when he does a backflip and lays his blue vein sausage into your mom."
Look in the bible, it's there. If you don't believe me you're going to hell.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*