I have this tick where I can't not try to finish peoples sentences. I feel like I know what they want to say and I'm helping them out. No one likes it. But I can't stop myself.
My friend: Remember that time when I fell...
Me: ...into the drum kit?
Me: ...off the bar stool?
Me: That other time into the drum kit? Wait! Up the stairs?
Oh! When you were walking up Fillmore?
That wasn't it either. But you get the idea. Its really annoying when people (me) try to guess where the story is going.
I wanted to tell the end of the story but all I remember is crying laughing saying no one falls more than you.