“I am so glad I’m being taken on as a permanent employee”, Tom extemporized.
“Yes! The dealer dealt me another blackjack!” said Tom, tenaciously.
“I’m thinking of joining the bomb squad,” said Tom explosively.
“I don’t listen to XTC’s biggest hit any more” said Tom senselessly.
“But I do still listen to the opening track of Springsteen’s Born to Run,” Tom thunder’d.
“Careful, Eugene!” said Tom gentlemanly.
“I am not right-handed,” said Tom, sinisterly.
“Are you speaking of heraldry?” another Tom asked dexterously.
“No, I’m not,” Tom answered, negatively.
“If only Jerry had remembered that cute girl’s first name!” said Tom dolorously.
“I’ll never get out of this damned Virginia swamp”, said Tom, dismally.
“I’ve already drunk six glasses of this new pop, Venge,” Tom said vengefully.
“Anyone here a fan of Jefferson Airplane?” said Tom, gracefully.
“I’ll never get out of this damned slough” said Tom Pilgrim despondently.
“Can we please put off any more entries about Tolkien’s talking trees?” asked Tom, deferentially.
“I completely agree”, said Frodo, concurrently.
“What our sports team really needs is a good offense,” said Tom, defensively.
“What’s wrong with the one we’ve got?” said Tom, taking offense.
“So what if I know people who move stolen goods?” Tom riposted.
“But think how they got them in the first place” Tom fenced.
“The IRS is on my case again,” Tom said, taxingly.