“Thank goodness, major league baseball’s finally gone co-ed!” said Tom, reaching second base.
“If I had my way, I’d stick you up on a spit and stick you over an open fire” said Tom, rendering his opinion.
“Thank you for the offer of powdered tobacco to place in my nose, but I’m not quite well today”, said Tom, not feeling up to snuff.
“Would you please explain why I suddenly have water coming up from the ground through the middle of the staircase?” inquired Tom, with a spring in his step.
“I find the job of peeling corn goes a lot faster if I do some jitterbugging at the same time” said Tom, shucking and jiving.
“Schwarzenegger finally said ‘Excuse me’ after belching, but he took his time about it” said Tom, remembering the governor’s last-minute pardon.
“I can come up with these jokes faster than you can,” Tom said swiftly.
“To figure out this poem you really have to read between the lines” said Tom subversively.
“I have a modest proposal for you,” Tom said swiftly.
“The latest shipment of cheap wine is scheduled to arrive at this pier” said Tom, down in the boondocks.
“This set of rooms I’m renting is so small I can’t even use full-length words”, Tom said, inaptly.
“Gee, I wonder if I’m going to pass this Mensa test?” Tom asked, inquisitively.
“I’m half blind, so I’m being extra careful”, said Sammy Davis, Jr., keeping an eye out.
“I don’t think much of this wigwam,” Tom said portentously.
“Pssst! If you wanna buy some dope, meet me down in the ship’s boiler room” said Tom, dealing from the bottom of the deck.
“That’s what I get for eating this messy meal with my shirt off” Tom abstained.
“Mmm, that clone was tasty,” said Tom, full of himself.
“All the world is just a random dungeon, and all the men and women merely ASCII characters,” Tom said roguishly.
“Considering all the symptoms, it looks like I have rectal problems”, Tom concluded a posteriori.
“It’s time for some chest exercises!” Tom shouted ab initio.