Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 19)

“Oops, I’ve ripped my pants!” was Tom’s unseemly comment.

“I unclogged the drain with a vacuum cleaner,” said Tom succinctly.

“Get out of here!” said Tom believingly.

“Let’s all play an A, a C#, and an E”, cried the band with one accord.

“Don’t you dare shoot that rubberband at me!” she snapped.

“Pretend we were in the days before railways,” Tom coached.

“Let’s spice it up,” said Tom gingerly.

“It’s my personal magnetism,” said Tom ironically.

“It’s made the grass wet,” said Tom after due consideration.

“Now no-one can detect my halitosis,” said Tom breathlessly.

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“My giant sea creature died,” Tom wailed blubberingly.

“I know which boyd gets the woym,” said Tom in an oily voice.

“This is where I keep my arrows,” said Tom quiveringly.

“I’ve joined the navy,” Tom said fleetingly.

“Now I can do some painting,” said Tom easily.

“Now, how can I trick Sidney?” Tom considered.

“Angel dust? Me? Never touch it!” Tom snorted.

“I can see you,” peeped Tom with his hands over his eyes.

“I wonder why the hive’s still empty,” said Tom belatedly.

“The stock market’s going up,” said Tom bullishly.