Granted unfortunatly it is your birthday and for a present you get a laser-scoped sniper rifle bullet to the face. I wish I would get something cool for my next Birthday.
I can no longer wish since Shisno stole them, and as such I cannot fulfill Shisno's which, I wish I would read the directions.
Granted, but you become blinded. I wish Jack wouldn't take these wishes so seriously and I also wish he remembered I only stole the wishes he conjured up.
Granted, but you can't make lemonade with it. I wish for a combustible lemon to burn people houses down.
Granted, but he fails to grasp the concept of the fucking thread and so fucking pisses me off, resulting in his death. I wish for a successful Magna Mundi release.