Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 8)

“I’m going to get a hair transplant,” said Tom baldly.

“That’s especially stupid!” said Tom superciliously.

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

“I’ve joined the Airborne Medical Corps,” said Tom paradoxically.

“Don’t you dare shoot that rubberband at me!” she snapped.

“Now, how can I trick Sidney?” Tom considered.

“Strike three,” Tom called out.

“I wonder where the next character is going to appear,” said Tom with a cursory glance.

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

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

“Don’t you know my name?” asked Tom swiftly.

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

“Damn it, look at the camera!” Tom snapped.

“I’m a lot taller than I was yesterday,” said Tom gruesomely.

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

“Hurry up and get to the back of the ship!” Tom said sternly.

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

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

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

“I guess she fell off the motorcycle,” said Tom ruthlessly.

“I’ve borrowed my sister’s camping gear,” said Tom insistently.