Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 22)

“I can no longer hear anything,” said Tom deftly.

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

“Can I become a chorister?” Tom inquired.

“It’s become much bigger,” said Tom with a groan.

 “My parents are called Billy and Nanny,” Tom kidded.

“We can’t have this and eat it too,” said Tom archaically.

“I must be on a visit”, Tom guessed.

“It’s an actual parameter, not a formal parameter,” was Tom’s argument.

“The vegetables are overcooked!” she steamed.

“I’d like to make a toast,” Tom said warmly.

“We have no oranges,” Tom said fruitlessly.

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

“I was adopted,” said Tom transparently.

“Someday I’ll run the CIA,” said Tom aspiringly.

“You find it very large?” said Mr. Podsnap, spaciously

“I invested in a hi-tech startup,” Tom ventured.

“I’m wearing my wedding ring”, said Tom with abandon.

“I wonder why the hive’s still empty,” said Tom belatedly.

“Monaural and quadraphonic systems are exceptions,” said Tom stereotypically.

“Take me to the dance,” Mary bawled.

“I won’t buy a circuit breaker,” Tom refused.