"Distort my wish" game.

Granted... unfortunately, the genie who granted this wish misheard your wish, and changed "dessert" to "desert". Your home is now overflowing with sand, except the bathroom, which has a palm tree growing through the floor, in what is now an oasis.

I wish I knew what breeds are in my dog (picture included for inspiration).
 
Granted. You are a high school freshman again - and the class geek. The football team stuffs you into a locker most every day.

I wish that the gas prices would go below $1.00 again.
 
granted, The gas mprices are below one dollar...but you now don't own a car...and will never be able to afford one again

I wish I had better eye sight
 
I wish I had better eye sight

*snaps his fingers*

Granted!

However in giving you perfect 20/20 eyesight, you've now become deaf and quadrapalegic. Enjoy your perfect viewing! :D

I wish there was actually some good left in the world.
 
*snaps his fingers*

Granted!

However in giving you perfect 20/20 eyesight, you've now become deaf and quadrapalegic. Enjoy your perfect viewing! :D

I wish there was actually some good left in the world.


*poof*

There is good left in this world, however all of it resides in you. Now you gotta get crackin' boy to start spreadin' all that good around! :) :) :)



I wish my SUV didn't require maintenance.
 
I wish my SUV didn't require maintenance.

Granted - your SUV was stolen, and then stripped. There is not enough left to put back together - no maintenance necessary... or possible.

I wish I had more time to do things I want, instead of things I have to do.
 
I wish I had more time to do things I want, instead of things I have to do.

*snaps his fingers*

Granted!

However you seem to have forgotten time is a fragile being. By increasing the time to do stuff you want, you've decreased the time you have to do stuff you need. Therefore, you never get work done, you never get to the store to buy food, etc. As you wish grows more powerful, small things like family and finances are winked out of existance for the ever-hungry desire for more personal time. Now we stand here, your wish completed, and all you have is time to do things you want, but no funds nor support structure to do any of them. With that, the universe implodes on itself, as it really wanted to do that anyways... :D

I wish the button on my new pants didn't break 3 days after buying them. :(
 
Poof-

You are so fat you cannot wear pants you have to wear tablecloths.

I wish there were no more wars.
 
Poof-

You are so fat you cannot wear pants you have to wear tablecloths.

I wish there were no more wars.

Granted. There are no more wars...because the last war blasted the planet into oblivion. So there aren't any people left to wage war.

I wish that my house could clean itself.
 
I wish that my house could clean itself.

BING! Done: only the house considers YOU another untidy element and keeps tossing you in the waste bin out back.

I wish I had a nice hot cup of Blue Jamaican coffee... or at least a Latte.
 
Granted... Boiling hot and the contents of it is going to hit your pants .03 seconds from now.

I wish my ribs were healed.
 
Poof! Your ribs are healed, but as you dance around with joy, you stumble and break your ankle.

I wish I had a higher salary.
 
wahzaam! (I just love that word). Your pants are now burnt from hot tea.

I wish I had a new c.d.
 
I wish I had a new c.d.

You got a new c.d., but find it is not a music/video cd. What you got is a cd, a type of financial savings.

I wish I own a hot sports car: 2002 Ford Mustang!
 
You got a new c.d., but find it is not a music/video cd. What you got is a cd, a type of financial savings.

I wish I own a hot sports car: 2002 Ford Mustang!

And bang! a distant relative dies and leaves you a 2002 Ford Mustang...

...turns out this car was used for much of 2002 and 2003 in a drug-running scheme based in Tijuana, and three days after you get the car DEA agents show up at your house, impound the car and advise you to get a good lawyer because, kid, you're in LOT of trouble...

I wish I weren't so disorganized...
 
I wish I own a hot sports car: 2002 Ford Mustang!

Ka-BOOOOSH: You now have a 2002 Ford Mustang (neon-green, six-cylander, with 286,000 miles on it. While you hold a title, authorities soon advise you it is hot indeed: stolen).

I wish the burns on my lap would heal without scarring.
 
(ooops: too slow on the draw. Go with exile's wish. *applies burn cream*)
 
I'll just do them both. Due to your wish for being less disorganized everthing becomes chaos so there is no disorder. This also gets rid of your scar problem as you randomly may or may not have legs depending on what the chaos does that day.

I wish I had a new computer that wasn't involved in any crime.
 
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