Tom Swifties!

(Younger Dopers won’t get this!)

“When I turned on the TV early this morning, all I saw was a weird circle with an Indian chief in it” said Tom, sensing a pattern.

“That little Swiss girl turned into quite the slut, didn’t she?” Tom heidi-ho’d.

“The Laotian communist guerrillas were a nasty bunch”, said Tom, pathetically.

“Let me get my Pilgrim hat on and I’ll get right to it”, said Myles Standish, buckling down to work.

“To the guillotine, Marie Antoinette!” said the peasants, revoltingly.

“I like…typing…three periods…in a row…” said Tom, elliptically.

“You’re giving Conway all the funny scenes, Carol. If we don’t start getting more, we’re going on strike” said Vickie, Harvey and Lyle timorously.

“What’s the rush?” said Angel merrily.

“Put the prisoner in the isolation tower and double the number of personnel watching him” said the warden, holding him in high regard.

“Wow, buzzing around the dinner table is a lot of fun” said the housefly, on a roll.

“Well, your eyes are too beady, your nose is too big and your mouth is crooked” said Tom, doing an about face.

“Data, La Forge, Dr. Crusher and Counselor Troi…prepare to beam down to the planet’s surface with me” said Captain Picard euphorically.

“If I sneak into the tent next to mine, maybe I can steal some of their insect repellant” said Tom, a little off his game.

“OK, who puked all over the place?” said Tom, dealing with something that just came up.

“That’s it. I’ve had enough of your Swifties, Mr. 568!”, said Tom, striking a chord.

“Ow! I can’t help it if I have a bent for Swifties” said DChord, his nose out of joint.

“Ow, think I just separated my shoulder,” said Tom, disjointedly.

“I know the reason for my facial tremor”, said Tom, caustically.

“When it comes to sailboats, I’ve got the coolest one around” said Tom hypnotically.

“For instance, I earned my college tuition by working as a bootblack” said Tom, a shining example.