Not sure if this is of good form…
“I like the rules of this game - no looking things up, just use your brain”, Tom read aloud from a Google results page.
“Someday I want to wear a white robe and live in Heaven,” Tom said angelically.
“I wish we could stop this ship!” Tom said cantankerously.
“I really like the President’s Oval Office desk,” Tom said resolutely.
“Either that dwarf goes or I do” Tom said unhappily
“Now I can’t tell my mom from my dad,” Tom said transparently.
“I just hit a home run,” Tom said strikingly.
“My sunburn really burns!” Tom said icily.
“Bestial bukake is the fetish for me!” said Tom goofilly.
“I’m drilling a hole through this rock,” said Tom boringly.
“You’re a white man in Virginia, you can’t marry a negro woman!” Tom said Lovingly.
“Looks like something out of a chemistry lab!” Tom retorted.
“I love this new soda!” Tom bubbled.
“I really like the guy who plays the captain of the Serenity” Tom said malcontently.
“You’re just staying here temporarily,” Tom guessed.
“Dit-dit-dah-dit, dit-dit-dah, dah-dit-dah-dit, dah-dit-dah… and again, dit-dit-dah-dit, dit-dit-dah, dah-dit-dah-dit, dah-dit-dah,” Tom said remorsefully.
“Apparently it’s trendy to have a washboard stomach, so I’d better get on with these crunches,” said Tom fashionably.
“I don’t care how long it takes you to count these beer barrels, you snivelling wretches,” said Tom brutally.
“No, really, I couldn’t any more dolphin,” said Tom, purposefully.
I don’t get this one…
How about this for a new sub-genre? The name doesn’t have to be Tom, of course:
“I go to diving practice seven times a week,” said Tom Daley.