Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 22)

“It only looks like cocaine,” Tom snorted.

“I want a motorized bicycle,” Tom moped.

“Don’t give me the gears!” said Tom automatically.

“This is mutiny!” said Tom bountifully.

“It’s not fair!” said Tom darkly.

“I haven’t had my photographs developed yet,” said Tom negatively.

“I can see the Greek woodland deity is no more,” Tom said with a deadpan expression.

“Our local clergyman has a toothache,” said Tom vicariously.

“I’m waiting to see the doctor,” said Tom patiently.

“Someday I’ll run the CIA,” said Tom aspiringly.

“Those bullets can’t hurt me,” said Tom blankly.

“You resemble a goat,” said Tom satirically.

“And to think I swallowed that lie, hook, line and sinker!” Tom gulped.

“This steamroller is amazing,” said Tom flatteringly.

“The vegetables are overcooked!” she steamed.

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” said Mary guilelessly.

“I have no recollection of the last twenty-four hours,” said Tom lackadaisically.

“I can no longer hear anything,” said Tom deftly.

“The seesaw is upside down,” said Tom saucily.

“Someone bumped into me while I was brushing my teeth,” said Tom with a gleam in his eye.

“Here’s another baseball glove”, Tom admitted.