Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 6)

“We’d like a table for two,” said Tom without reservation.

“I have three houses, and I’m going to buy another,” said Tom forebodingly.

“Why shouldn’t I stir my coffee with a ballpoint pen?” Tom bickered.

“I feel a draft,” Tom said coolly.

“I’ve still got two fingers left,” said Tom handsomely.

“My wife is cheating on me,” Tom cackled.

“The doctor had to remove a bone from my arm,” said Tom humorlessly.

 “I’m just going to put these handcuffs on you,” said Tom manically.

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

“I ain’t afraid of those white men,” said Cochise bravely.

“I need some suspenders for my pants,” Tom upheld.

“I’m sure we can fool them into thinking this is pollen,” said Tom beguilingly.

“Here’s the story of the Liberty Bell”, Tom told us appealingly.

“My neurotic blood-sucking arachnid has put on weight”, said Tom, his nervous tic showing again.

“So this is your new computer!” said Tom calculatingly.

“Please get into the elevator”, said Tom uppishly.

“Consult an investment broker,” was Tom’s stock answer.

“This flower’s empty,” the drone said belatedly.

“The exit is right there,” Tom pointed out.

“Here’s your allowance for the next two weeks,” Tom advanced.

“I suppose I’ll have to write my name again,” said Tom resignedly.