Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 12)

“Who left the toilet seat down?” Tom asked peevishly.

“Don’t call me a oddball,” Tom replied evenly.

“I’ve been to a film festival in Southern France,” said Tom cannily.

“I’m not myself, today,” said Tom, being frank.

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

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

“I find you guilty,” said the judge with conviction.

“The situation is grave,” Tom said cryptically.

“I really like hot dogs,” he said with relish.

“Let’s spice it up,” said Tom gingerly.

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

“Why is this telephone flex always tangled?” asked Tom coyly.

“I hear a brook,” Tom babbled.

“I have a split personality,” said Tom, being frank.

“I’ll show you my illustrated Irish new testament,” said Tom bibliographically.

“I have to fix the car,” said Tom mechanically.

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

“Orgasms are overrated”, said Tom anticlimactically.

“I punched him in the stomach three times,” said Tom triumphantly.

“There’s room for one more,” Tom admitted.

“My fellow Americans,” boomed Ronald Reagan, “I have just signed legislation to outlaw the state of Russia for ever…”