Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 7)

“You find it very large?” said Mr. Podsnap, spaciously

“I’ve got another @#$%*! insect in my pants”, said Tom adamantly.

“There’s no need for silence,” Tom allowed.

“Rasputin and I are lovers,” said Nicholas bizarrely.

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

“Get out of my hair,” was Tom’s brush-off.

“Give me some Chinese food”, said Tom wantonly.

“I suppose I’ll have to write my name again,” said Tom resignedly.

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

“We can’t let the fire die out,” Tom bellowed.

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

“Watch out for that broken glass!” she said sharply.

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

“We have no oranges,” Tom said fruitlessly.

“I work at a bank,” said Tom tellingly.

“I wish I had something to write with,” Tom said pensively.

“Can I become a chorister?” Tom inquired.

“That’s nothing!” said Tom naughtily.

“I’ve paid my annual subscription,” Tom remembered.

“I’m not leaving the chapel until I finish this painting,” said Michelangelo insistently.

“My cat George is my dearest friend,” Tabitha purred.