“I love my ring-shaped genital piercing!” said Tom, cock-a-hoop.
“I can’t wait to leave the White House so I can spend all day boinking my wife,” said Dwight Eisenhower, having another cockamamie idea.
"I wish I knew what was French for ‘here’ " said Tom icily.
“I’ve never had sex with a boring but well-mannered fellow before,” Tom said indulgently.
“I wish I could get my wife to do oral sex” said Richard Nixon, finally getting it down pat.
“What’s up?” said Woody tigerlily.
“Do I look like a dog to you?” Tom growled.
“What do you mean, you’re pregnant?!” said Tom rhythmically.
“Why do you think I need two stuffed yellow bears?” Tom said, pooh-poohing the idea.
“Your meatloaf reminds me of some sporting equipment” said Tm puckishly.
“I love watching those giant goldfish in my garden pond”, Tom said koi-ly.
“Seeing your beautiful curls bouncing in the morning sunlight really puts a spring in my step this fine April morning!” said Tom coily.
“I’ve never liked my mom’s sister,” said Tom distantly.
“That couch is much too big and plump for me,” Tom said stuffily.
“I’m going to name my new poodle Edward Leroy” said Tom doggedly.
“Do you like my new Siamese?” Tom purred.
“That front door is wonderful!” said Tom, entranced.
“Said Tom self-referentially,” said Tom self-referentially.
“Damn, damn, damn!” said Tom, recursively.
Or maybe we’ve done that one before, I’m not looking it up.
“Or maybe I will look it up,” said Elvis l1vely.