Granted. You find the perfect avatar that no-one ever complains about, but you don't like the image yourself!
I wish for a a wish with no consequences whatsoever.
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Granted. You find the perfect avatar that no-one ever complains about, but you don't like the image yourself!
I wish for a a wish with no consequences whatsoever.
Granted. Your wish is granted perfectly, but everyone finds it boring, and nobody notices. You fall into a deep depression, and soon after fall into a deep canyon. On purpose. Because everyone hates you, Mr. Perfect Wish. Especially Douglas MacArthur. When you get to heaven, he kicks you in the balls.
I wish Darth Marsden wasn't going into seclusion for this silly Doctor Whatsit show.
Granted, he's here but all he does is talk about Doctor Who.
I wish I had a cat.
Granted, but it destroys all your furniture because you forgot to get it declawed.
I wish I hadn't eaten that pear-apple thingy. My stomach feels funny.
Granted. You construct a time machine out of an ordinary household oscilating fan, travel back in time, and stop yourself from eating whatever fruit hybrid you're talking about. Unfortunately, your time machine can only travel backwards, and you realize this after you mistakenly switch it on high and blow yourself into frontier times, where you are promptly scalped by Indians. This hurts. A lot.
I wish mosquitoes didn't exist.
Granted, they don't exist. But now mosquito/tick/leech hybrids exist, and they're all coming for you.
(I forget what it was called...I just call it a pear-apple.)
I wish I could get out of the band. :badrazz:
Granted, but then you have an urge to get back in for some odd reason but can't.
I wish I'd get a daily schedule worked out so I'm not having an internet day, a video game day, a sit in my room and do virtually nothing few days, etc.
Granted, but the entire schedule revolves around you scooping up various animal poop. (yes, I said poop.)
I wish I had more cherry-flavored pop.
Granted, but it's cherry-vinegar cola, and that's just plain nasty.
I wish my allergies weren't giving me such a hard time. I was sneezing my head off this morning while I washed my girlfriend's bosses dogs, and I'm not even allergic to dogs!
Granted, you lose your allergies ... and your girlfriend.
Algam: Declawed? Cruelty to animals, I say!
I wish I was a cat.