[Final batch =
of Tom Swifty word play . . . for the year, as we’ve reached =
“M”. “More on the plate for January”, said =
Bob punishingly.]
"Ouch! I =
pinched my cheek trying to put on this earring," said Mary =
mysteriously.
"The dam =
was made back to front," said the builder madly.
"A =
thousand thanks, Monsieur," said Tom mercifully.
"I love =
that superhero mouse," said Tom mightily.
"I just =
encountered Rick, Rick, Rick and Rick," said Tom =
metaphorically.
"$400. Do =
I hear $500?" asked Tom the auctioneer morbidly.
"Has that =
young lady been kidnapped?," said Tom =
mistakenly.
"This =
isn’t real turtle soup!" said Tom =
mockingly.
“And so =
another work week begins,” said Tom mundanely.
"I =
command a private army," said Tom maliciously.
"You won =
the bronze," said Tom meddlingly.
"I’ll cut =
you to ribbons!" said Tom mincingly.
~~
Dr Bob Griffin =
[email protected] =
www.grif.net =
"Jesus =
Knows Me, This I =
Love!"