"My flight is nearing Chicago, and I'll be debarking shortly," Bob Hale ex-planed.

I apologize in advance.

"Ouch, she just kicked me in the balls", Tom said testily.

Oh, I am glad you posted that, Sean, because now I don't feel so bad. As we were shopping for beer in our local liquor store with Bob Hale, I saw some Green Apple Pucker. I told Bob and Shu this one:

"I'd like some Pucker," said Tom, motherly.

"I refuse to install air conditioning," exclaimed Tom fanatically.

"Gambling is heaven!" said Tom paradisaically.

"Tell me all about religion," said Tom, agnostically.

"Huh?" muttered Tom, palindromically.

I've totally lost my presence of mind," said Tom, absent-mindedly.


["Prediction: Some creative, ambitious wordcrafter will soon begin compiling the OEDITSF (Oxford English Dictionary in Tom-Swift Format)," said Jerry, predictably.]

"I wish you would stop needling me," Tom said pointedly.

"My cold makes my head echo," Tom said hollowly.

"If only I had 24 more hours", Tom said lackadaisically.

"Well, it's water over the dam now," said Tom superfluously.

"Who am I?" asked Tom, unselfconsciously.

"You have the right to remain silent." said Tom, arrestingly.

"It's imperative that all of us workers get organized," said Tom, laboriously.

"You moved to Freeport?" cried Tom maniacally.

"Do please stop." said Tom, haltingly.

"I can't win any tricks." said Tom, misèrably.

"Before I put this on the Message Board, there are some things I want to say," said Tom, preposterously.

One for the statisticians:

"It's average." said Tom, meanly.

"Balls!" swore Tom, roundly.

Mathematically -

“Nice curves!” he said archly.

“Let's share a bed,” he suggested divisively.

“I'm afraid I'm occupied,” she said engagingly.

“Damn, damn, damn!” he swore recursively.


“My eggs are off!” I addled.

quote:

"Before I put this on the Message Board, there are some things I want to say," said Tom, preposterously.

har,har

in tribute: "I'll just do that after I mulch the garden," said Tom posthumusly(sic).

quote:

"The squaw on the hide of the hippopotamus is equal to some of the squaws on the other two hides," he theoremized pithagoracally.

"Uh, what you said," Tom agreed troglodytically.

Tom's response on receiving yet another load of fertilizer from the Animal Protection Establishment?

"Sanctuary mulch," said Tom, gratefully.

"Let's forget about dessert and I'll just have another cutlet," Tom ordered, revealingly.

What's not hers, theirs, his, its, yours, or ours is mine," said Tom, possessively.

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"Be that as it may, as it were," Tom said, subjunctively.

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"Nevermore," quoth Tom, poetically.

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"Run, Rocinante; this is my quest," shouted Tom, quixotically.

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Using the vacuum cleaner I managed to solve the clogged-drain problem in the kitchen," said Tom, succinctly.

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"This is the rear end of the ship," said Tom, sternly.

Which do you like better:

"I think that I shall never see...a poem as lovely as a tree," Tom opined.

or

"I love that Tannenbaum carol," Tom opined.

"Mais oui, I adore the first one," Tomas said unlovingly.

"...But I like number two, too," Tommy seconded.

"There, that does it--I have neutered all of your pets," Tom reiterated.

"My parrot has my accent," admitted Tom awkwardly.

"I'll just set up my brushes and canvas," said Tom easily.

"Time to plant the impatiens," said Tom annually.

"I like diminished chords," said Tom flatly.

(similar: "Don't you know how to use an augmented chord?" he added sharply.)

It proved fruitful to look through words beginning with inde- or indi-. I'll give just a couple, so that others have time to perform the same pattern search (in one-look, do searches on inde* and on indi*.)

"Where is Cleopatra?" asked Tom, in denial.
"Where's Jonah?" asked Tom indeficiently.

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quote: "Time to plant the impatiens," said Tom annually.
or "Time to plant the annuals," said Tom impatiently.

"I'm not sure," said Tom, indecisively.

"Shake that booty!" Tom yelled indecently.

"I done the deed," Tom stated imperfectly.

"I'll do it right now," Tom declared instantly.

"I can't afford to pay that much," Tom moaned impecuniously.

"I'm going commando." said Tom, expansively.

"Can I sing with your group?" Tom enquired.

I like diminished chords," said Tom flatly.
"Don't you know how to use an augmented chord?" he added sharply.

Continuing our musical theme: quote: "Can I sing with your group?" Tom enquired.

"Of course you may," Tomasina replied, indecorously.

A quibble (or a "nice" point, in the old sense of the word), on what makes an ordinary Swiftie into an elegant one.

The -ly word ideally should not just apply/refer to the quotation but somehow be appropriate for the action as well. In my own example above I tried to have some acerbity or irritation in the "augmented" phrase, to justify the adverb "sharply."

In that fashion Tomasina might have invited, "Sure, come on over any time!" i.e. something trying to suggest seductiveness (or at least a hint of impropriety), to give that extra dimension to "indecorously."

'Tain't always obvious or easy, but if you can pull it off, it's what makes a Swiftie sparkle!

He growled, "I don't like the tenor of your remarks, Mr. Pavarotti."

"Now I'm registered for yet another three-year hitch," Tom rejoined.

"I represent the Warsaw Light & Power Company," said Tom," politely.

"I wouldn't touch some of these Swifties with a ten-foot pole," said Tom, shortly.

Workshopping a couple of my recent Swifties ala Haberdasher.

"I've never cared for dessert, so let's just have another cutlet," Tom ordered revealingly.

"I just told you that I have finally completed neutering all of your pets," Tom reiterated.

Quote: "Can I sing with your group?" Tom enquired.
"Of course you may," Tomasina replied, indecorously.

"I sing the low part. Want to make beautiful music together?" Tom said basely.

"Regardless of what you may have heard, there is no 'h' in my name," Tom dispelled.

"Bad luck to you, bad luck to you, bad luck to you, bad luck to you, bad luck to you, bad luck to you..." muttered Tom incessantly.

"I miss my old marmelute," sighed Tom huskily.

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"What did you get for No.2?" whispered Tom inquisitively.

Malamute?



"I wonder why they swabbed my arm with alcohol before they gave me that lethal injection," said Tom, lifelessly.

Too far-fetched? The idea was to refer to a similar sled-puller, the Husky:
"The Siberian Husky is a very light-weight sled dog with great stamina. It was brought to North America by fur traders in Malamute for arctic races because of their great speed. (dogbreedinfo.com)"

How's this:
"Duck-- here come the barn swallows!" said Tom swiftly.

"Not far fetched at all, sweetie; I was nit-pickingly referring to the alternative spelling of 'malamute' as 'marmelute,'" said Jerry, dogmatically.

>DOH!< you are too cute! That will teach me to try to read anything before breakfast, cried bethree, marmeladely.

"It's normally from 60 to 100 beats per minute," said Tom, impulsively.

"The brand name of this fluid is White-Out, not Black-Out," said Tom, correctly.

"Thank you for your contributions," said the fund raisers, collectively.

"There are 38 exotic feline species," said Tom, categorically.

"My mother embroiders, I fear," said Tom cruelly.

“Meant to stay off chaw ‘til Easter,” spat Tom violently.

"I fear we're going to have a serious problem finding space in the cemetery," he said, gravely.

"Please join me in the crematorium," he invited warmly.

"Please join me in the crematorium," he invited, warmly.