[bookshare-discuss] "Swifties"
- From: Cindy <popularplace@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: bookshare-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Wed, 7 Jun 2006 22:22:53 -0700 (PDT)
I see that there are 35 Tom Swift books in the
collection. I don't know how many of you have read any
of them, or if you know what Swifties are. I have a
friend who apparently had nothing else to do but make
up some--something I've never been able to do
successfully--occasionally, but not very often. There
are probably way too many for you to want to read
now--once my friend started apparently he couldn't
stop--but you might enjoy reading some of them.
Cindy
"I need a pencil sharpener," said Tom bluntly.
"Oops! There goes my hat!" said Tom off the top of his
head.
"I can no longer hear anything," said Tom deftly.
"I have a split personality," said Tom, being frank.
"This must be an aerobics class," Tom worked out.
"I couldn't believe there were 527,986 bees in the
swarm!" Tom recounted.
"Don't you know my name?" asked Tom swiftly.
" I've had my left and right ventricles removed," Tom
said half-heartedly.
"I hope I can still play the guitar," Tom fretted.
"I want to renew my membership," Tom rejoined.
" Don't you just love power failures?" Tom said
delightedly.
" Two and two make four!", young Tommy summed up.
"The river has gotten rough," Tom said rapidly.
"I have forgotten the German word for 'four'" Tom said
fearlessly.
"All that's left are the front and back," Tom said
decidedly.
"Venus de Milo is a beautiful statue," Tom said
disarmingly.
"Can I go look for the holy grail again?" Tom
requested.
"There's the dog star," Tom said seriously.
"I think I may have ED," Tom said softly.
"Nay, nay, and again I say nay," Tom said hoarsely.
"What a grand dam," Tom said coolly.
"I've struck oil," Tom said, crudely.
"I'm wearing my wedding ring", said
Tom with abandon.
"The executioner has received the tool he needs", said
Tom with a heavy
accent.
"I've got another @#$%*! insect in my pants", said Tom
adamantly.
"There's room for one more", Tom admitted.
"Fire!" yelled Tom alarmingly.
"You have the right to remain silent", said Tom
arrestingly.
"It's not a candy mint, it's a breath mint", Tom
asserted.
"I don't want to rewrite this in prose", said Tom
aversely.
"This is mutiny!" said Tom bountifully.
"I ain't afraid of those white men", said Cochise
bravely.
"Now no-one can detect my halitosis", said Tom
breathlessly.
"Use your own hair brush", Tom bristled.
"Get out of my hair", was Tom's brush-off.
" Rowing so much hurts my hands", said Tom callously.
"Why do you bother? I for one couldn't...", said Tom
carelessly.
"It's twelve noon", Tom chimed in.
"I've got to stop this motor", Tom choked.
"That's my gold mine!" Tom claimed.
"MY frozen orange juice requires you to add SIX cans
of water", said Tom
with great concentration.
"I feel like a Chinese labourer", said Tom coolly.
"I'm a frayed knot", Tom said discordantly.
."I'm dying", Tom croaked.
"I CAN'T be drowning in African waters!" pleaded
Tom, deep in denial.
"I will NOT finish in fifth place", Tom held forth.
"I do NOT have a multiple personality disorder", said
Tom, trying to be
frank.
"Someone bumped into me while I was brushing my
teeth", said Tom with a
gleam in his eye.
"I must be on a visit", Tom guessed.
"It's just gold leaf", said Tom guiltily.
"And to think I swallowed that lie, hook, line and
sinker!" Tom gulped.
"Don't rest on your laurels", said Tom hardily.
"Boy, that's an ugly hippopotamus!" said Tom
hypocritically.
"Boy, am I impressed!" said Tom as he joined the
British Navy.
"My bottom line shows we're still in debt after the
Christmas sale", said
Tom.
"May I join your group and sing, too?" Tom inquired.
"I like ragged margins", said Tom without
justification.
"My dog will only eat cantaloupes", was Tom's
melancholy complaint.
"I'm tired of smiling", moaned Lisa. ( how'd that one
get in there?)
"This ain't real turtle soup!" said Tom mockingly.
"Yes, I wrote 'Pictures at an Exhibition', but only
the piano version", said
the composer.
"What we need is more people like Ronald Reagan and
Ronald McDonald", said
Tom moronically.
""I lost the debate because I ran out of things to
say", said Tom
outspokenly.
"My chute weighs only two kilograms", said Tom
parametrically.
"I'm such a good marksman that you can throw away your
hairbrush", was Tom's
parting shot.
"There, there", was Tom's pat answer.
"I never get lost", said the pathologist.
"I didn't look at all!" Tom peeped.
"I practised three hours on my guitar", said Tom
pluckily.
"THIS is the real male goose", said Tom as he produced
the propaganda.
"A dog bit me", said Tom rabidly.
"I haven't had an accident in ten years", said Tom
recklessly.
"I couldn't believe there were exactly 100 people
there", Tom recounted.
"I will NOT splurge on a circuit-breaker", Tom
refused.
"That is remarkable", remarked Tom.
"I'm taking this ship back in to the dock", Tom
reported.
"How long will I have to wait for a table?" asked Tom
without reservation.
"Do I hear an echo?" was Tom's resounding question.
"I stole some eggs; how would you like them?" asked
the poacher as he
scrambled away.
"I'll use my camera if I want to", Tom snapped.
"This brush isn't helping my hair one bit", Tom
snarled.
"Angel dust? Me? Never touch it!" Tom snorted.
"The optician probably doesn't have my glasses ready",
Tom speculated.
"Consult an investment broker", was Tom's stock
answer.
"Boy, what a super silly ass!" said Tom
superciliously.
"That's a very large shark", said Tom superficially.
"Look at that monster's sandals!" said Tom in a
thing-thong voice.
"I have no idea", said Tom thoughtlessly.
"Oops, I've ripped my pants!" was Tom's unseemly
comment.
"I want to date other women", said Tom unsteadily.
"A spirit transported me from the couch to the chair",
said Tom, visibly
moved.
"I go to visit my mother-in-law every Sunday", said
Tom weakly.
"As soon as the rain stops, we'll break camp," said
Tom intently.
"Get away from the dynamite," Tom said explosively.
"I collect fairy tales," said Tom grimly.
"I know who turned off the lights," Tom hinted darkly.
"Blast it! I dropped my toothpaste again," Tom said,
crestfallen.
"I can't believe I ate that whole pineapple!" Tom
said, Dolefully.
"That's the last time I'll ever pet a lion," Tom said,
offhandedly.
"I'll never sleep on the railroad tracks again!" Tom
said, beside himself.
"That's the third electric shock I've gotten this
week!" Tom said, revolted.
"I won't let a flat tire get me down," Tom said,
without despair.
"That car you sold me has defective steering!" Tom
said, straightforwardly.
"Look at that jailbird climb down that wall," Tom
observed with
condescension.
"That's the third time my teacher changed my grade,"
Tom remarked.
"I haven't caught a fish all day!" Tom said, without
debate.
"That mink coat is on wrong side out," Tom inferred.
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