Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 5)

“Has the bear gone away?” asked Tom intently.

“Don’t add too much water,” said Tom with great concentration.

“I used to be a paratrooper,” Tom explained.

“I manufacture tabletops for shops,” said Tom counterproductively.

“Cut it out!” said Tom sharply.

“Those hookers are putting notices in the personals”, Tom advised.

“Take me to the dance,” Mary bawled.

“Wool is better than cotton,” Tom said sheepishly.

“I had an accident in the kitchen,” said Tom with panache.

“The sun is rising,” Tom mourned.

“We can’t have this and eat it too,” said Tom archaically.

“I can eat one hundred and forty-four,” Tom boasted grossly.

“I think I’ll use a different font,” said Tom boldly.

“I have those totals for you”, Tom added.

“I was adopted,” said Tom transparently.

“Sorry about that butt call,” he said cheekily.

“I’ve got another @#$%*! insect in my pants”, said Tom adamantly.

“A spirit transported me from the couch to the chair,” said Tom, visibly moved.

“I love hot dogs,” said Tom with relish.

“I wonder if I’d have better luck if I fished with a net,” Tom debated.

“This wind is awful,” blustered Tom.