Granted, but it tells you you are going to be hugged by old drug addicts. I wish that the old drug addict hugging me will be the Shaw.
Granted but an evil dictator finds out about your power then captures you and forces you to work for him until death under terrible conditions. I wish I didn't died December 21st, 1945 in that car accident.
Granted, however, you will die four days later from Pneumonia. I wish I could sink ships and conjure storms.
Granted, but your minions are Laurel and Hardy, and they do everything wrong. I wish I could be as cool as you are.
Granted, but as there is now another person as cool as me, the universe implodes and then explodes again in fires of awesomeness. Edit: Damn I keep forgetting to wish for something, apologies for that
Dude, you're not cool at all, Rom is who I was talking to... Oh, my God, you should, like, tótally know that! Granted, but it is December 21st, 1945, and you and Mr. Patton die in a car accident. I wish I won't have to clean up the mess that car crash makes.
Granted but instead you have to clean up the mess from 10 other car crashes. I wish I was the happiest man on earth.
Granted, but then you have to help some guy clean up 10 car crashes. I wish I could giggle, like Blizzard can.
Granted, but you are blown up in a military missile test gone wrong. So, you cannot use your wish. I wish I had an AK-47 and a shooting range and 1,000,000 7.62X39 bullets.
Granted, but the canisters holding the Cold war-era rounds exploded and set off all one million rounds thus killing everyone within a square mile of the shooting range. I wish for MiG-21 with 2 Air to Air missiles, 2 fully loaded rocket pods, a full tank of jet fuel, Soviet aviation flight suit and helmet with oxygen tanks AND! a parachute.
Granted, but then your mother in law comes in, and you have to give her a foot massage. I wish I won't have to give my mother in law a foot massage.
Granted but you have to give a foot massage to a Homeless man for charity. I wish I had a cult of followers who do my bidding, not as stupid as minions and not as smart to try and backtalk me, but more like cultists...
Granted, but they smell like cheese. And not that nice Gouda cheese, but stinky French cheese. I wish the hobo I have to give a foot massage doesn't smell like stinky French cheese.
Granted, but instead your best friend smells like stinky french cheese. I wish my sandwiches would taste really good.
I don't have any friends! Muhaha! Granted, but my best friend who smells like stinky French cheese ate them before you could even look at them. I wish you'd have to eat sandwiches with stinky French cheese on it.
