“This pier’s too tall to fish from,” said Tom, with a downcast expression.
“I’m glad CBS cancelled that stupid sitcom with Cloris Leachman” said Tom philosophically.
“I got a neck injury in that crash”, Tom said, snidely.
"it’s ‘between you and me,’ not “between you and I’” Tom objected.
“If you want to use a handheld mic, go right ahead…but not me” said Tom, taking a stand.
“I admit it…I shoplifted these boxer shorts” said Tom, caught unawares.
“Care to feel my whiplash, Little Nell?” Tom asked, snidely.
“Why would anyone trust a skycap with their luggage?” Tom carried on.
“How many damned power metal bands from Brazil can there be?” Tom said, angrily.
“I don’t care what excuses Robin makes, he’s sexist” said Tom, laying it on thick.
“Doc, you really botched my circumcision. I’m gettin’ out of here” said Tom, going off half-cocked.
“If only I could find a Chinese laundry nearby” said Tom wishy-washily.
“I don’t care if Frank was a great first baseman, I’m disinheriting him” said his father, leaving nothing to chance.
“I had to quit my laundry job because the irons were just too hot,” Tom expressed.
“You’re in deep doo-doo after what you did to that apple, Adam” the Lord insinuated.
“If we sneak over to the girls’ camp with these binoculars, maybe we can catch them undressing” said Tommy, gazing intently.
“I’ve been crawling around this goose habitat for hours” said Tom, getting down on his knees.
“No matter what I do, I can’t seem to add this column of figures” said Tom, nonplussed.
“Now I have an infielder’s glove as well as an outfielder’s glove,” Tom admitted.
“How’m I gonna make a copy of this Monet painting, with my printer out of ink?” asked Tom, with a blank expression.