Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 8)

“It’s the quotient of two integers,” said Tom rationally.

“We just struck oil!” Tom gushed.

“The doctor had to remove my left ventricle,” said Tom half-heartedly.

“I don’t like this Chardonnay,” Tom whined.

“I see myself as an open-minded person,” Tom said upon reflection.

“You dance just like Fred Astaire,” she said gingerly.

“Do you buy and sell stolen goods?” asked Tom offensively.

“Those hookers are putting notices in the personals”, Tom advised.

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

“I'll have a martini,” said Tom, dryly.

“I’ve borrowed my sister’s camping gear,” said Tom insistently.

“I caught two hares”, said Tom abrasively.

“I clubbed a diamondback snake with a spade,” Tom said heartlessly.

“Strike three,” Tom called out.

“I couldn’t believe there were 527,986 bees in the swarm!” Tom recounted.

“This food tastes of plutonium,” said Tom glowingly.

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

“For goodness sakes, use a broom,” Tom bristled.

“I’ve dug myself into a hole,” Tom said gravely.

“I’m a lot taller than I was yesterday,” said Tom gruesomely.

“That’s the last time I’ll stick my arm in a lion’s mouth,” the lion-tamer said off-handedly.