Abracadaver
One 2004 Grand Prix coming right up – veering across the median strip at 100 mph and head on into your car.
I wish I could go on a trip into space, maybe even to the moon.
Abracadaver
One 2004 Grand Prix coming right up – veering across the median strip at 100 mph and head on into your car.
I wish I could go on a trip into space, maybe even to the moon.
Oh mighty Isis! You find your naked self at Cape Canaveral, strapped to the nose of a Saturn rocket. 6 … 5 … 4 … 3 …
I wish I could take a vacation/holiday in New Zealand.
~POOF~ Your wish comes true and you find yourself in New Zealand. Catch is, rather than being in modern day New Zealand, you’re there at a time when cannibalism was still acceptable. Guess what’s for dinner?
I wish I had a time machine which would take me back and forth between any times and places I wished.
You get your dream vacation, only to be eaten alive by wargs.
I wish that the White Tornado would clean my house from top to bottom, and mow the lawn.
A white tornado comees and cleans your house top to bottom, the day before you become evicted.
I wish for a lollipop.
POOF Here, you go, misstee - your very own lollipop. Too bad the janitor fell into the lollipop mixing vat while carrying a large bucket of cyanide for the rats infesting the plant.
I wish I never had to cook for myself again.
[lick, lick, slurp] Here.
I wish for the One Ring.
surprise—robertliguori you have received your ONE RING from a telemarketer who keeps you on the line for days trying to sell you everything on the earth, ( at a hugely discounted price no less)
I wish for PJ not to shrink up everytime I step out of the shower
And with a wave of his wand Amberlei gets a time machine, immediately afterwards your house is stormed by the government who seize the device, and take steps to make sure you never speak to anyone about it. Ever.
mumbles some magic words and stormchaser’s problem with his “PJ” is no longer there, unfortunately, neither is his “PJ”.
I wish that I could predict the future.
Whomp!
Verick can predict the future! Too bad what he foresees is a grand piano hurtling onto him from the top of the building he’s just about to pass.
I wish I could play the piano.
Hee hee hee…
And the evil witch that enabled you to play the piano, in the same spell forced you to keep playing and playing and playing until just like the girl with the red shoes who kept dancing and dancing you couldn’t stop and you grew more and more exhausted and you longed for the one true soul to come and release you from the spell of the evil witch…
but there was none.
I wish I could tie my shoelaces all by myself.
You can tie your shoelaces all by your lonesome, j_sum1, but your feet are in such an odd shape that no shoes on earth will possibly fit you. You end up tying the shoelaces in your hair.
I wish the world was my oyster.
Kablamo The world is now your oyster. Unfortunately there is no more world and you float around in space, but hey your one pearl richer.
I wish for x-ray vision
Ta-ding! The people you look at frequentlt now get cancer and die.
I wish i didn’t break my hand satuerday.
Zoomp! You didn’t break your hand Saturday, you broke your whole arm instead.
I wish that the New York Herald-Tribune was still being published…
Ca-CHING
The New York Herald-Tribune resumes publication – in Urdu. And it’s sold only in Botswana.
I wish the damn rain would stop.
sssssssssrreeeeeeek
It does stop. Forever. Everywhere.
Thanks for dooming the world, butthole.
I wish a theater near me was showing the LotR extended editions, and that I had a pair of tickets.
KLANGGGGGG
You’ve got a pair of tickets to the LotR orgy now playing at the theater nearest you!
For your viewing pleasure: the theater’s been condemned as unsafe for occupation; the seats are all sprung and the springs poke up into your butt; the films are so old and tattered that they keep breaking and the show stutters to a stop; the sound track is precisely 1.24 minutes out of sync with the video; it’s a 24-hour showing, and no one’s allowed to leave till it’s over; the concession stand has only soggy unbuttered popcorn and flat ginger ale; and all the restroom toilets are clogged and overflowing.
Enjoy!
I wish my memory was better.
gong sounds
Your memory is significantly better…than a flea, that is. You still can’t remember things worth a damn.
I wish for a billion American dollars.
Poof
You just got a billion American dollars. Too bad you were deported from the US three days earlier and now reside in Afghanistan.
I wish for a big mansion.