Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 4)

“I have been reading Voltaire,” Tom admitted candidly.

“I can see through the window,” said Tom stiltedly.

“Do you think I’m a dull person?” Tom asked bluntly.

“I compliment the company that makes the Macintosh computer,” said Tom applauding.

“We could have made a fortune canning pineapples,” Tom groaned dolefully.

“I’m of greater value to you every day”, said Tom appreciatively.

“It’s twelve noon,” Tom chimed in.

“We need more people like Ronald Reagan and Ronald McDonald,” said Tom moronically.

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

“I always eat at McDonald’s”, said Tom archly.

“There’s someone at the front door,” Tom chimed in.

“It’s an actual parameter, not a formal parameter,” was Tom’s argument.

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

“This Bud’s for you,” said Tom lightly.

“I’ve joined the Airborne Medical Corps,” said Tom paradoxically.

“I was absolutely vitrified,” said Tom with a glazed look.

“Why do you bother? I for one couldn’t….,” said Tom carelessly.

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

“I’ve an urgent appointment,” said Tom in Russian.

“All right, I will allow the prisoners to wear perfume,” the warden consented.

“I like modern painting,” said Tom abstractly.