“We’d better hide the American Beauties”, said Tom sub rosa.
“Those cannibals sure can whip up a good stew,” Bing said hopefully.
“I just got a spam for Syrup of Ipecac”, Tom said ad nauseum.
“God dammmit,” Euty cussed.
“I’m so happy I saw where the U.S. hockey team won its Winter Olympics gold medal in 1980,” Tom said placidly.
"Mr. Frodo, you shouldn’t trust that Gollum, said Sam wisely.
“I’ve developed a systemic method of kindness for tonight,” Tom said plangently.
“I’m certain we’re out of those conifers!” Tom opined.
“I finished reading Gulliver’s Travels in under an hour”, said Tom swiftly.
“Someday I hope to digitize the eldest son from The Brady Bunch,” Tom said egregiously.
“Which one of you guys is Edward?” Tom hooted.
“I’m coming already!” Tom ejaculated.
“My paranasals feel all full!”, Tom insinuated.
“I’ve got a thing for the 12th letter of the Greek alphabet,” Tom mewed.
“I sure hope my date and I can get into this crazy-popular restaurant tonight,” Tom said unreservedly.
“You can never, ever, ever have too much parmesan,” said Tom gratingly.
“Woo! I am masturbating like a mother fuck!”, Tom ejaculated.
“I was referring to Ms. Forlani, not Ms. Danes or Ms. Holt,” Tom clarified.
“I understand it all now,” said Tom comprehensively.
“I’m giving up the gold prospecting business”, Tom exclaimed.