"I’m steamed! For your affront I vow that an off-course airship shall plow into your last container of brass polish."

I swear by the first gear that a submarine will mistakenly torpedo that oversized monocle of yours.

^_^

By Babbage’s engine, I calculate that werewolves of London will tear apart every glued-on gear on your suede boots.

By Tesla's own sparks, I swear that a submarine will mistakenly torpedo your best pair of brass goggles.

I’m steamed! For your affront I vow that a velocipede will careen directly into your fresh brewed pot of Earl Grey tea.

No swearing by pretty floral bonnets? I'm a bit disappoint.

If I ever get around to adding some new phrase segments, I'll add that!

Shiny!