Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 9)

“I wonder if this will unlock the palace gates,” said Tom kinkily.

“I feel a draft,” Tom said coolly.

“I’ve been feeding the crocodile,” said Tom offhandedly.

“Someone bumped into me while I was brushing my teeth,” said Tom with a gleam in his eye.

“By convention!” cussed Tom airily.

“Eating garbage is a form of recycling, but I can’t eat any more,” said Tom wastefully.

“You dance just like Fred Astaire,” she said gingerly.

“It only looks like cocaine,” Tom snorted.

“I’ve got another @#$%*! insect in my pants”, said Tom adamantly.

“This is mutiny!” said Tom bountifully.

“I like modern painting,” said Tom abstractly.

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

“This blood-sucking insect likes French cheese,” said Tom briefly.

“Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess,” Tom began grimly.

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

“I’m mentioned in this book,” said Tom contentedly.

“That’s already been taken care of,” Tom pretended.

“I’m swimming in the middle of Paris!” shouted Tom insanely.

“Are you homosexual?” Tom queried gaily.

“I have no recollection of the last twenty-four hours,” said Tom lackadaisically.

“Perhaps I will,” said Tom with all his might.