“Shit, shit, shit!” said Prof. Pepperwinkle, incontinently.
So there!
(Yeah, THAT was funny.)
“It’s a good thing I think ahead,” said the Professor Dependently.
“Come, let us adore the sacred hot dog,” said Tom Halloweenily.
“I just love haiku. I mean I really love it. I love it a lot,” said Tom, poetically.
“Wood is best for decks and porches,” Tom opined.
But when I wake up the wood never lasts," Tom mourned.
“I will not let them prospect for iron ore here!” said Tom determinedly.
“I wish those soldiers would stop marching,” Tom said haltingly.
“This has to be the smallest shopping center I’ve ever seen,” said Tom minimally.
“When I get disbarred, I won’t have to keep writing about where I read things!” Tom said excitedly.
“Anyone seen where my daughter put her red-haired doll, Ann?” asked Tom raggedly.
“I know! I’ll take her to see that hibernating bear, *then *propose to her - she’s sure to accept this time!” said Tom woodenly.
“We’ll never establish a stable orbit on this trajectory!” Tom said hyperbolically.
“I’m feeling too heavy after that big meal,” Tom said with gravity.
“The perp is wanted dead or alive,” Officer Tom said apprehensively.
“I’m not really Tom; I’m a fake,” mocked Tom.
“Is that really the syringe you needed for this operation, you quack?” Tom needled.
“This cast iron skillet sure made short work of that mugger.” Tom deadpanned.
“Everyone that’s sided with me in this fight has a round pointed hat, just like I do!” said Tom iconically.
“Shave and a haircut, two bits!” Tom sang out barbarously.