“Saruman should have used his magic to keep Treebeard away from Isengard,” commented Tom, repellently.
Better on the “ent”, I’ll grant you, but I worked hard to get the “ly(e)” in there, too. 
“The latest installment of The Sims has many layers, but seems to have fallen flat” said Tom simply.
“I’m going to name my baby daughter Holly Jolly” said Tom, Christmasy
“What’s with all this four inches of snow I have to scrape off my car every December?” snarled Tom frostily.
“Watching that cartoon gave me whiplash!” said Tom snidely.
“I am very much afraid of this literary device of using Santa to stand for the entire Christmas season”, said Tom, claustrophobically.
“The king of the Roman gods is OK by me,” Tom said jovially.
“Actually, I know for certain I am the Roman god of the Forge,” said Tom, out of his Vulcan mind.
“Only I know where the ice cream has been stashed,” Tom said coolly.
Oh, well done! That inspired:
“I suppose an old salt could be described as a ‘child of the ocean’ but it wouldn’t be my preferred term” said Tom seasonally.
Not to (seriously) put words in your mouth, but:
“My imitation is the sincerest form of flattery,” Elendil’s Heir repeated.
(See post #1366.)
“It’s official - this thread is too damn long!” Tom said repetitiously. “It’s official - this thread is too damn long!” Tom said repetitiously. “It’s official - this thread is too damn long!” Tom said repetitiously.
“I think I’ll just quit breathing then”, Tom said, with an air of resignation.
“If I put some mud on my schnozz maybe I can advance my position with Santa’s team,” said Rudolph brown-nosing.
“This onstage giggling will be the end of my acting career”, Tom corpsed.
“I’ve heard of Clan McGregor, and I’ve heard of Clan McDonald, but I’ve never heard of that one” said Tom clandestinely.
“Looks like Olivia deHavilland won the bet” said Tom, sisterly.
“England have no chance of winning this game now” said Tom testily.
“Drat it all, I’ve been put out yet again” said Tom, bowled over.