Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 15)

“Here’s another baseball glove”, Tom admitted.

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

“I’m your mother’s brother’s father-in-law’s son,” Tom related.

“Have some shampoo,” was Tom’s unconditional offer.

“No ellipses, parabolas or hyperbolas,” said Tom laconically.

“A dog bit me,” said Tom rabidly.

“We have no oranges,” Tom said fruitlessly.

“Hey, you’re on my foot!” said Tom standoffishly.

“What are these berries?” Tom rasped.

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

“It’s homemade soup,” said Tom uncannily.

“It only looks like cocaine,” Tom snorted.

“I insist on naming the first male insect”, said Tom adamantly.

“I’m halfway up a mountain,” Tom alleged.

“So, it’s a duel you want!” Tom shot back.

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

“That young insect is female,” said Tom gallantly.

“I knew the gun wasn’t loaded,” Tom said blankly.

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

“I’ve been feeding the crocodile,” said Tom offhandedly.

“I like camping,” said Tom intently.