Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 7)

“I manufacture tabletops for shops,” said Tom counterproductively.

“I am so one of the seven dwarfs!” he said grumpily.

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

“I’ve only enough carpet for the hall and landing,” said Tom with a blank stare.

“The bank doesn’t want me as a customer,” said Tom unaccountably.

“Life isn’t fair,” said Tom darkly.

 “Your Honor, you’re crazy!” said Tom judgmentally.

“I wonder if I’d have better luck if I fished with a net,” Tom debated.

“I’m wearing a ribbon round my arm,” said Tom with abandon.

“You resemble a goat,” said Tom satirically.

“I only have diamonds, clubs and spades,” said Tom heartlessly.

“This tooth extraction could take for ever,” said Tom with infinite wisdom.

“We’ll need a higher price at auction,” Tom said morbidly.

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

“We can’t accommodate any more peripherals,” said Tom bus-ily.

“I wish I drove a Scandinavian car,” Tom sobbed.

“Your trousers have come apart!” was Tom’s unseemly comment.

“Don’t give me the gears!” said Tom automatically.

“I presented my case to the judge,” Tom said briefly.

“Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays I sleep in a wigwam; Tuesdays, Thursdays, and weekends I sleep in a teepee”, said Tom very attentively.

“I’m in the shower,” called out Tom barely audible.