Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 15)

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

“Where shall I plant these water lilies?” Tom pondered.

“I am removing the lining of my gloves,” Tom deferred.

“I wrote the book on that subject”, said Tom authoritatively.

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

“I’ve mailed the letter,” Tom assented.

“I see,” said Tom icily.

“Emily has put on weight,” said Tom emphatically.

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

“Another plate of seafood for me!” Tom clamored.

“You won the bronze,” said Tom meddlingly.

“Everything in Texas is bigger,” he said in measured tones; “Even the cowboys,” he continued hoarsely.

“These propulsion systems were used by NASA on moon rockets,” said Tom apologetically.

“This steamroller is amazing,” said Tom flatteringly.

“You must be my host,” Tom guessed.

“Lights, camera, action!” Tom said directly.

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

“Wool is better than cotton,” Tom said sheepishly.

“But a totalitarian government could remove all trace of my ever having existed!” said Tom unpersonably.

“I got demoted,” Tom admitted privately.

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