Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 18)

“Ouch! When I get stung, I want revenge,” said Tom begrudgingly.

“I’m falling into a void,” said Tom flawlessly.

“I used to feed the lions at the zoo,” said Tom offhandedly.

“Fire!” yelled Tom alarmingly.

“I wish I could remember the name of that card game,” said Tom wistfully.

“I was removed from office,” said Tom disappointedly.

“My compliments to the company that makes the Macintosh computer”, said Tom applaudingly.

“It’s not a candy mint, it’s a breath mint”, Tom asserted.

“That’s more or less correct,” Tom said roughly.

“Has the bear gone away?” asked Tom intently.

“Pass the playing cards,” said Tom ideally.

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

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

“Pretend we were in the days before railways,” Tom coached.

“Don’t let me drown in Egypt!” pleaded Tom, deep in denial.

“The optician probably doesn’t have my glasses ready yet,” Tom speculated.

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

“This blood-sucking insect likes French cheese,” said Tom briefly.

“There’s no place for the kitchen sink,” said Tom counterproductively.

“Your fly is undone,” was Tom’s zippy rejoinder.

“Sorry! I’ve accidentally pierced your cheek instead,” said Tom mysteriously.