“Other drinks? That sounds good,” Tom popped.
“I can’t drink anything but beer” said Tom, sadder Budweiser.
“Whisky is good,” Tom said spiritedly.
“But don’t you find all this drinking gives you the munchies?” Tom scoffed.
“Is there any espumante?” Tom sparkled.
“Who is John Galt?” Tom asked Objectively.
“And candy is dandy”, Tom said sweetly.
Tom yelled “They can never take away our freedom!” until he was blue in the face.
“Yes! We’re going to have some fine champagne!” said Tom, positively bubbling over with excitement.
“I used to work as an ‘independent contractor’ in all kinds of short-term, low-paying jobs,” Tom said extemporaneously.
“I’m glad I quit my job at that air conditioner factory” said Tom extraneously.
“First I’ll get a policy, then I’ll ask Flo out, and before you know it, we’ll be a family,” said Tom progressively.
“We can’t escape the Borg without warp drive”, said Major Tom, impulsively.
“We didn’t escape,” said the one who used to be Tom, assimilatedly.
“How about a kick in the balls?” Tom said swiftly.
“Would I have dared oppose Indonesia’s occupation of that former Portuguese colony?” Tom asked timorously.
“I bloody well hate those bleedin’ kangaroos, mate” said Tom, hopping mad.
“Uh, what are those Australian animals that look like teddy bears and eat eucalytus leaves?” asked Tom with qualifications.
“Is it 4:20 yet?” Tom asked blissfully.
“Seven Days in May, All the President’s Men and Valhalla are some of my favorite movies,” Tom said conspiratorially.