Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 23)

I know who turned off the lights,” Tom hinted darkly.

“Unlike you, I’ve always been a dog person,” he barked.

“I’ve stuck a pin through my nose,” said Tom punctually.

“I have to wear this cast for another six weeks,” said Tom disjointedly.

“I wouldn’t mind going with you to the tennis match,” she said gamely.

“I’m putting on my T-shirt, shorts, and sunglasses,” Tom summarized.

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

“Do you know the location?” asked Tom warily.

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

“It’s my maid’s night off,” said Tom helplessly.

“Melinda broke my heart,” Tom said half-heartedly.

“Elvis is dead,” said Tom expressly.

“OK, you can borrow it again,” Tom relented.

“The optician probably doesn’t have my glasses ready yet,” Tom speculated.

 “Your Honor, you’re crazy!” said Tom judgmentally.

“This way to the seabird exhibit”, said Tom awkwardly.

“I will file a counter suit against you,” Tom retorted.

“Another plate of seafood for me!” Tom clamored.

“This flower’s empty,” the drone said belatedly.

“That certainly took the wind out of my sails!” said Tom disgustedly.

“I’m just an ordinary soldier,” Tom admitted privately.