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You have your Hot Wheels collection. Your toddler nearly chokes on one and you spend the night answering questions in the Emergency Room.
Vadon: Because its yours and you don't have to be so careful and paranoid about it, you leave your soldering iron on and burn down your parent's house.
I wish I had the game ball from when Wilt Chamberlain scored 100 points in a single game.
quote:...will be found guilty of having a monopoly
But now the court dockets are so full of Microsoft appeals that all the other monopolies are getting away with murder.
I wish my wife hadn't volunteered me and my truck to help the white trash people move out of their apartment.
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You are buff, you are ripped, you are exactly what women want in a man. You are perfection incarnate. However, your wife knows the old you too well, and could never believe you could look like this. At first she puts out a missing persons report, then a restraint order on you for stalking her, and finally she gives up hope on finding you again and moves in with her mother.
I wish for an exciting job.
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Your wish, not yours T, is granted, you now add your heartfelt wish onto everything you say, including when you say hello to that guys you've had your eye on. Needless to say your popularity drops about as a fast a fish out a plane. Good luck winning him over now!
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Congratulations Nate, you're now the proud owner of the new skill brand tool set. It's a shame that it literally cost an arm and a leg to purchase them.
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You get it... but there are NO SPECIAL FEATURES!! MUAHAHAHAH! Joking. I pass. Someone else do it.
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You watch your DVD with a friend (who's elitist and only watches DVDs). Unbeknownst to you, this friend is a mad scientist. He hates the movie so much that he invents a time machine and kills Fellini's mother (ala Terminator) thereby preventing the movie from ever being made.
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As you drive home wondering why your wish did not come true, you realize that your brakes are not working as you descend this rather tight and twisting downhill country road. Then you recall the rather strange greasemonkey working in the garage where you thought you'd save a few bucks. You then conclude that this was no greasemonkey at all but a rather disenchanted nun who has been down on her luck and took a job as a mechanic in her cousin's shop. After years of dedication to the Church, she had little interest in automobiles, but needed the money since her Diocese had gone bankrupt from all the lawsuits concerning patriarchial abuse. So in her attempt at being a mechanic the first day, she forgets to tighten down the suspending bolt on your rotor that compresses the disc, thereby slowing the vehicle. As you lumber down the road, the bolt continues to loosen and loosen until it falls out. As this horrible turn of events comes to light in the last few brief seconds of your life, your car careens off a guard rail, becomes airborne, and flips over the rail and plummets to the ground hundreds of feet below, erupting into an orange ball of flame.
Hell of a way to be killed by a nun.
I wish I could have said that in a shorter and less descriptive way.
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Granted. Now your post says, "You get killed sort of indirectly by a nun." Bob is so enraged at your failure to do the thing right that he arranges for the long version of the nun death to happen to you.
I wish I could go back in time and talk to Oscar Wilde.
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Your wishes do not go bad, but go very very good. However, since your wishes are for selfish reasons, that means that you are bad, and your wishes do the good thing and inflict heavy irocal lessons upon your person as fitting punnishment.
I wish I had a job where I was respected by my bosses.
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quote:I want to have a body like Linda hamilton in Terminator 2
You get that body by doing pullups on an up-ended bed in the psycho ward. You also inherited a droning, monotonous voice...like dashed, yellow highway median lines.
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granted. however, the trip to the far side of the moon required to view the future allows you to neither return or communicate with earth fast enough to act on this information.
i wish i had a fatter cat.
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