Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 8)

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

“Fire!” yelled Tom alarmingly.

“Rasputin and I are lovers,” said Nicholas bizarrely.

“That little devil didn’t tell the truth,” Tom implied.

“Where’s my pants?” asked Tom briefly.

“The door’s ajar,” said Tom openly.

“Another work week begins,” said Tom mundanely.

“I love hot dogs,” said Tom with relish.

“Sorry, what I said was a no-brainer?” asked Tom absentmindedly.

“That young insect is male,” said Tom buoyantly.

“Can I become a chorister?” Tom inquired.

“Sesame,” said Tom openly.

“I wish I had something to write with,” Tom said pensively.

“The insect in William’s hand is wearing a yarmulka!” said Tom jubilantly.

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

“Now I can do some painting,” said Tom easily.

“There must be a power cut,” said Tom delightedly.

“Use your own hair brush,” Tom bristled.

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

“I will file a counter suit against you,” Tom retorted.

“Don’t add too much water,” said Tom with great concentration.