Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 4)

“The door’s ajar,” said Tom openly.

“Boy, will I give you a haircut!” said Tom barbarously.

“That is a sick bird,” said Tom illegally.

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

“The doctor had to remove a bone from my arm,” said Tom humorlessly.

“Get out of here!” said Tom believingly.

“I’ve stopped seeing my therapist”, said Tom unshrinkingly.

“Oops! There goes my hat!” said Tom off the top of his head.

“That young insect is male,” said Tom buoyantly.

“Why shouldn’t I stir my yoghurt with a ballpoint pen?” Tom bickered.

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

“It’s just gold leaf”, said Tom guiltily.

“I like camping,” said Tom intently.

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

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

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

“I want to date other women,” said Tom unsteadily.

“Ought I to do this?” asked Tom with a shudder.

“Watch this insect sail through the air,” said Tom flippantly.

“I have a BA in social work,” said Tom with a degree of concern.

“This oar is broken,” said Tom robustly.