Subject: Tom Swifties (Page 9)

“The pool player from USC had to drop out because the proper equipment didn’t arrive on time,” Tom calculated.

“So only one person arrived at the party before I did?” Tom second-guessed.

“Getting rid of acid is easy,” said Tom basically.

“No, I won’t give you a note saying you’re excused,” said Tom unwaveringly.

“Here is your hotdog,” said Tom with relish.

“And to think I swallowed that lie, hook, line and sinker!” Tom gulped.

“The average frequency of my voice is 160 Hz,” said Tom in measured tones.

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

“Fish seem to like me,” Tom said with baited breath.

“I’m a broken man,” Tom cracked.

“I’m waiting to see the doctor,” said Tom patiently.

“I just got a job putting up steel girders!” Tom beamed.

“I just bought a woollen sweater,” said Tom sheepishly.

“I’ve got a new watch,” Tom said with abandon.

“There’s nothing wrong with demons,” Tom said implicitly.

“Watch this insect sail through the air,” said Tom flippantly.

“Do you think I’m a dull person?” Tom asked bluntly.

“Okay, you can switch on the electric chair now,” said Tom conceitedly.

“That’s more or less correct,” Tom said roughly.

“My pencil is blunt,” said Tom pointlessly.

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