What's your "Make a Wish Foundation" final wishes?

I proposed this question during a recent dinner with friends.

Let’s say that you have been diagnosed with a life-threatening, inoperable disease. You have only three months to live.

Assuming that there is an adult version of the “Make a Wish Foundation,” and that money is absolutely no limit, what would you want for this foundation to arrange for you to do before you die?

Here’s the obvious addendum: Nothing illegal. So no “I want the rarest truffle in all the world” answers, Dale Gribble.

**I would want to throw out the first pitch at a St. Louis Cardinals game. ** It doesn’t have to be opening day or anything like that. I just want to do it once.

And maybe run the bases.

I’d have to take my cue from Ren Hoeg and wish for:

-a million dollars

-a fridge with a padlock

-and oh yeah, HUGE pectoral muscles.

A space shuttle trip to Earth’s orbit.

I’d like to sit in the Red Sox dugout for a regular-season home game. That’s all, just sitting there would be great.

To stick with the theme that is appearing, I’d love to watch a NY Giants game from the sideline.

An entire night with two of the most equisite high-priced hookers in the world; the type that only cater to the most wealthy businessmen at $10K an hour. One needs to be asian.

Bam. I second that wish, my friend. (I’m starting to realize that you and I seem to have a lot in common…)

If I can add addemdums to the wish, then I want another season of Futurama made. Yes, within that three month span. Or at least as many episodes as they can make in that span.

Sports are stupid. :smiley:

I think I’d probably want to be able to either:

See the Taj Mahal at night, from the inside as well as outside.
OR
Go hang-gliding.
OR
Fly a plane.

Same for me: First pitch at a Cubs/Dodgers game, watch from the dugouts, etc.

I’d also like to see the Taj Mahal before I depart.

My first wish would be to spend a day with Prince. Why, I’d probably die right then from the excitement of meeting him. Yes, I lurve him.

If that wasn’t possible, then one all-nighter with a fantastic lover, and I’d die happy.

I’d like an all out balls to the wall wedding. Poufy, foofy dress, sparkly tiara, champagne fountain, open bar, the works. I was forced into eloping and have always felt cheated as a result.

I’d be more than a little bit concerned about that if I were you.

Do not make me come over there.

So, would the real wish be an all-nighter with Prince?

Yes, but seeing how he’s now married and very religious (Jehova’s Witness) I’m sure it’s impossible. So I’d settle for a young hot stud and my Prince CDs playing in the background.

Goran Visnjic and Adrien Brody, wrestling naked. Then a threesome.

Take a joy ride and go supersonic with the craziest sonuvabitch the Navy can offer in an F-15 from a carrier.

That or the dugout thing.

I’m sure I can die happy after getting a really, really good blowjob.

That’s HÖEK…HÖEK, you EEEEDIOT!

Would a cruise missile still be able to guide itself accurately if I was strapped to the warhead wearing goggles?

Ah, nevermind… hang gliding would be fun too.

Well, I’ve obviously wanted to sit in the first row at the 50 yard line at Mile High Stadium. But they Broncos would probably just disappoint me, and I don’t think I could deal with that. So…

A private Wilco concert. Just me, my husband, and Wilco. In my living room. Then we’d hang out afterwards and I could just bask in their brilliance.