Tom Swifties!

“That is the worst case of influenza I’ve ever seen!” said Tom superfluously.

“I want ALL the Valentine’s Day candy for myself, and I mean ALL of it,” Tom said cupiditously.

“Now I’ve drilled all these holes into my wok, it works brilliantly as a strainer,” said Tom expansively.

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“I just swoon for authors who use words like ‘eldritch’ and ‘rugous’,” said Tom Love, craftily.

“Searching on the internet for names of cricket bowling deliveries puts me in a spin” said Tom googly.

“I don’t give a fig where my mucus ends up,” Tom said, snottily.

“Look! A bird!” said Tom twitchily.

“Look! A bird!” Tom tweeted.

“Let’s shape these pieces of wood into the second letter of the alphabet and post them on the Internet,” Tom blogged.

“I must keep my sexual orientation a secret from the cult!” said Tom, crusing.

“My Toyota was built in Mexico,” said Tom, deviously.

“I hate long winters! I get so depressed” said Tom sadly.

“Go!” Tom started.

“Stop…now, go. STOP!” Tom said, haltingly.

Apologies, JQ

“Bet you can’t guess which English word contains all six vowels in alphabetical order,” said Tom facetiously.

“Can you give me a hint?” Tom said cluelessly.

“Wordgames like that are an indulgence, so I won’t do it” said Tom abstemiously.

“Keep kids off drugs,” said Tom daringly.

“My name may be Thomas, but I have the subconscious of my brother Timothy”, Tom said timidly.