Tom Swifties!

“Perhas we should send Secretary Kerry to Damascus for a little chat,” Tom said diplomatically.

“I think you need to be a little less flippant about that”, Kerry replied, syriously.

“You can’t do anything about the past, and tomorrow will be here soon enough,” Tom said presently.

“Mary Richards was the finest employee I ever had,” Lou granted.

“Oh, Mr. Grant!”, Mary said spunkily.

“The tornado scattered my stuff all over the neighborhood, but I got it all back”, Tom recollected.

“You shouldn’t do that, but I won’t do anything to stop you,” Tom allowed.

“I love you with all my hefearart,” said Tom with fear in his heart.
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“I finally got the bleeding to stop!” said Tom, staunchly.

“I’m sorry. I swear this has never happened to me before…”, Tom said softly.

“Grghrhwht!” said Tom, tongue in cheek.

“I’ll just put my winning poker hand down, face up in front of me” said Tom straightforwardly.

“Let’s get high,” Cheech & Tom said jointly.
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“What’s the number one soft drink of the fairy kingdom?” asked Tom spritely.

“Would you like a glass of nonalcoholic ale?” Tom asked gingerly.

“But I lost both legs below the knee in the war,” Tom said defeatedly.

“If only we could stop these colours from running,” Tom said mordantly.

“Going once, do I hear a raise on $25,000 for Hitler’s skull?”, asked Tom morbidly.

“This African water is warm,” said Tom, in denial.
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“I’m stripping this top layer of grass and soil to transplant into someone’s yard” said Tom, sodding off.