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Granted. You aqcuire 10,000 peices of gold out of thin air. As it magically appears on your body, you fall to the ground under the intense weight of the small gold coins. If only you had learned about density in high school...unable to move, you die of starvation. Very, very, slowly.
I wish that Infinity Ward would stop creating new glitches in all of their Modern Warfare 2 patches.
Granted but development has ceased and in a nerdy rage, you destroy your only copy forcing you to deal will real life until Battlefield 3 comes out.
I wish no one had ever thought of the concept of Jesus.
Granted. No one has ever thought of the concept of Jesus. Unfortunately, since Jesus undeniably existed ((The only question is whether or not he was all magical and stuff)) people eventually start to realize his existance and nothing changes whatsoever.
I wish for a hamburger injected with bacon and blue cheese, grilled to perfection and topped with ketchup, mustard, pickles, onions, lettuce, and french fries on a huge sesame seed bun.
Granted. However, someone forgot to check the freshness of the blue cheese, and the burger of your dreams spins you into very vivid hallucinogenic nightmares of you and a squirrel named Bubbles.
I wish for a self regenerating cookie.
Granted. Unfortunately, as you attempt to take a breakfrom 2 days of nearly constant eating of said cookie, you realize that its regenerative powers don't stop even when it has completely regenerated. It grows larger and larger and larger until it finally overcomes the size of the universe and causes a TIME PARADOX. GRAAAHHHHH
I wish for 12 banana cream pies.
^Granted, but the bakery explodes just before shipment.
I wish for an army. :)
Granted. It's an army of dancing spam clones.
I wish people would get along better.
Granted, but we all walk around with permanent smilies on our faces and continually nod our heads like a bobble ....
I wish I could drive a race car like there's no tomorrow.
Granted... doing so you end up having no tomorrow... rip...Quote:
Originally Posted by LadyKatherine
edit: We'll miss you and I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news...
I wish I had an official Red Ryder, carbine action, two-hundred shot range model air rifle!
Granted...you shoot both eyes out.
I wish I could have a button to erase mistakes with.