“We can’t leave the detonation of this bomb to a bunch of amateurs” said Tom profusely.
“I going to see Miss Daisy” said Tom, drivingly.
“I’ve invited the world’s sharpest satiric writers to this party tonight” said Tom, gathering his wits about him.
“Crikey! I can’t believe the entire team has come to the football field, yet no one remembered to bring a ball” said Nigel, who had nothing to kick about.
“Girls! Girls! No need to fight over me…you can take turns giving me a blow job” said Tom, turning the argument on its head.
“Turn your head and cough,” the proctologist told Tom, probingly.
“Landing at JFK at night is pretty wild”, Tom said, idly.
“Can we stop arguing about my chest?” Tom implored abstrusely.
“I love it when the pitcher misses the plate area!”, Tom said, having a ball.
“At last I’ve found a partner” said the monocle, making a spectacle of himself.
“Hi, Jack. Nice to see you and Grace hanging out together,” said Will, messing with him.
“This is the express elevator to the 50th floor” said Tom upliftingly
“The first Hanna-Barbera television cartoon series was a little rough” Tom said readily.
“Here’s your order, sir…two $5 foot longs” said Tom subserviently.
“Lord, thank you for this food we are about to eat,” prayed Tom, gracefully.
“It would be a boring world if every man’s cock was exactly the same size” said Mary, all things being equal.
“I think this new hairstyle I’ve created will be very flattering for you, Lucifer” said Mary, giving the devil his due.
“This challah bread is really, really crusty” said Tom, clownishly.
“I might develop some strong feelings for her in the future, but it hasn’t happened yet” said Tom precariously.
“I realize you’re getting tired of playing the Wesley character, so if you like I’ll let you out of your contract early” said Gene Roddenberry, making a free will offering.