“When I next go to...”
“Westbury?”
“No, will you let me finish my sentence! When I next go to the supermarket I need to buy some...”
“Tissues?”
“Shall we just play twenty questions. I’ll just start a sentence and you can guess the ending?”
“Dog food?”
“No.”
“Wine?”
“No.”
“Chocolate?”
“No, a sack of oranges.”
“Why?”
“Because the fruit bowl is empty and...”
“You feel like eating oranges.”
“No, it will add a splash of colour to entice our buyers. Stop finishing my sentences! I’m going to the...”
“Bathroom?”
A good sign of married love I believe.
ReplyDeleteI suppose it must be!
Delete"My favourite Beatle was..."
ReplyDelete"Paul?"
"Nope! John!"
George actually.
DeleteWine and chocolate, my favourite two food groups. I like oranges too!
ReplyDeleteMe too, that's probably why Paul suggested them.
DeleteI really enjoy offering totally inappropriate endings to Lady M's sentences. She doesn't enjoy it quite as much.
ReplyDeleteYes, I can imagine you doing that.
DeleteHadn't thought about it much, but realise that since my husband died last year, there is no-one to finish my sentences. I have to finish them all on my own !
ReplyDeleteAw, that's kind of sad.
DeleteBake scones.
ReplyDeleteWill that stop him finishing my sentences?
DeleteThe next stage is when you can't remember the name of the 'thingy' in order to finish your sentence. We are in the stage after that when 'thingies' are used by both of us and neither knows what we are talking about.
ReplyDeleteHaha, yes, I think we're almost at that stage too.
DeleteHaha, Sue, sounds very familiar!
ReplyDeleteGreetings Maria x
Sounds like we all do it then!
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