“Our next number will be a long instrumental jam” said John Cipollina, playing the fool.
“I like to hold my medieval mandolin-like instrument right up against my belly when I’m playing it”, said Tom, absolutely.
“I played the adolescent daughter of the Cloris Leachman character on our sitcom” said Lisa Gerritsen, an admitted philistine.
“I’ve lost all sensation in my fingers” said Tom, feeling poorly.
“What d’ya mean, I’m talking out of my ass?” said Tom, his voice cracking.
“Look, this is a public facility…you simply MUST do something about these long lines to use the ladies’ restroom” said Mary, minding her p’s and q’s.
“I love giving my boyfriend rim jobs,” Tom said, tongue in cheek.
“This machine gun is too heavy”, Tom said disarmingly.
“I know of a different way to administer drugs”, Tom injected.
“Machine guns were a huge battlefield innovation”, Tom repeated.
“I should never have kicked Simon the fisherman out of my posse”, Jesus repeated.
“‘Common Sense’ is a stupid book”, tom remarked painfully.
“I’m going to run for mayor of Washington DC again”, Tom said, his voice cracking.
“Some digital communication protocols should never have been considered obsolete”, Tom said remorsefully.
“The trumpet is the best instrument”, Tom said, tooting his own horn.
“Cigars and cigarettes both suck”, Tom piped in.
“I’ve found more evidence that the Halting Problem is unsolvable”, Tom said reprovingly.
“My doctor said I have radiation poisoning”, Tom said, all aglow.
“I’m taking my sister’s daughters to France next month”, Tom said nicely.
It’s a double - neice and Nice, France.
“Why didn’t anyone tell me I had already been cloned?”, Tom asked, feeling duped.