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Granted. But then you will start losing control of it and you wouldn't be able to go down... not even 6 men could bring you back on the floor.

I wish love wasn't so hard?

Granted, love is now soft; but fear not you can get little blue pills for that (apparently)

I wish my house was warmer. Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Granted... But once you raise the temperature too high, you will feel like its summer rather than winter and you would wish it was cooler

I wish that Christmas Day would come sooner than later?

Granted, tomorrow is Christmas day in the year 2050. You are feeling somewhat old now.

I wish everyone on WP a happy Christmas.

Granted... But the problem is, not everyone would be celebrating it at the sametime as all of us... Apparently where tektek, Sandulf and mysassyself, they happen to be celebrating christmas by now... for people in the US, they have to wait before we start celebrating our christmas

I wish that I could be a WP moderator?

Granted, yet your interactions and moderations come through in your artwork, reaching a peak when you moderate an argument and the resultant picture of 2000 fingers pointing at me makes you realise you must choose one or the other.

It is Christmas here already!


I never sleep well Christmas Eve. I don't know exactly why - I'm big now and don't get many presents

I wish that I could instantly have had 8 hours solid sleep. In a smoothie, perhaps.

granted, but eight hours solid sleep in a smoothie gives you the biggest ice-cream (or non-dairy ice confection) headache all day.

(i did courier a box of panadol to you, merry Christmas! lol)

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i wish i could fly

("i wish i could touch the sky", hehehe)

I have a really big glass of water waiting


You may fly, and touch the sky.

Yet, it's so good that you never want to come down, so people begin to throw things at you in still another tragic indictment of the petty emotional incapacity and manipulation of the human race today.


You die from head injuries. You go to heaven though.


I wish that advertising was banned from the world.

! I wish I could make That come true!
Adds are banned world-wide,
but the flood of advertising ex-employees onto the job market causes a massive
increase in the unemployment rate and everyone's real wages get cut by 25%
and all the Aspies get sacked!

I wish the Christmas party was being held at our place again this year so I could stay on WP,
instead of having to travel to my sisters house.
I'm already late and mum keeps yelling at me!
"C'mon Matt! Get your act together!"
blah,blah,blah.

^^ well played! lol

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granted, but then people do turn up... and they keep turning up... and you find yourself surrounded by folks that you don't know and that have little respect for your house... leaving the fridge open, leaving drinks on your wooden tables without coasters, being loud and pushing past you to wolf down your carefully prepared lunch... eating the last of the turkish delight and prawns (and in that order) .... arghhhh! ungracious guests are bad enough, but mixing of incompatible food is what tips you over the edge... you implode with such force that your last conscious thought of condensation rings on your coffee table is the only thing with perceivable form (in the metaphysical sense), it becomes the even horizon of a black hole - at the centre of which all mass is being drawn towards... becoming the singularity, the infinitesimally small, yet infinitely dense point that is the beginning of a universe that is ruled by spaghetti monsters...

lol

i wish i had mad snowboard skillz*

(no, really)

*(ahem, skills)

Sure, and sometimes you manage to avoid the zombified alien snow yetties that always inhabit the otherwise peaceful snowboard regions. Eventually, their slimy invitation to join their (supposedly) ever growing clan (which reportedly has benefits when you then in turn 'amicably' recruit, meaning all you have to do is stay at home and watch your assets grow - but you are not so sure, as it just sounds like another pyramid scheme, to you) is so formidable that you must face it. At the last minute, your warm heart triumphs over their icy cold sales pitch and you REFUSE, meaning they instead use your mouth and throat as a semi-permeable membrane and suck all your bodily fluid using violent osmosis out within about 4.4 seconds.

You continue down the slopes as an empty shell, like a cicada clinging to its tree after death.

Your carcass is immortalised in stone upon return

(and erected as a warning sign)

i am speechless

best.corruption.ever. hehe

....please now make a wish (to be corrupted )

Granted. But as it turns out, the wish author forgot to mention what the wish was. How strange.

I wish for an ice cream bar that can be exposed to the heat of a lightning strike and not melt.

Ah yes. Your ice cream has such power. Unfortunately in the climate that you live in there is .. not much lightning.. around, so the power is fairly .. use-challenged. However, it does require a small, previously imperceptible amount of nuclear power to provide it with the power to resist lightning strike, the resultant radiation meaning that within a 24 hour period you have ended up grafted symbiotically with a plastic santa in your yard and now have some huge mother red glowing cheeks. Yep, you're now mostly plastic in body, too.

Luckily you won't melt 'cos it's cold, though you have many troubles avoiding fireplaces for the rest of your days.


right. My long awaited wish (ha ha) is that since I have just rediscovered the joys of soft drinks, I could have one of those hats with straws with a magical never ending supply. Just lemonade, probably, though.

granted, but your newly found appreciation for lemonade consumed from a novelty hat eventually creates a global trend... soon enough pop culture marketeers desperate for new revenue streams begin pushing said novelty hats in video clips, in movies... and even with happy meals (TM).

as a result of this younger and younger individuals adopt the marketed as convenient and fashionable craze... as still growing children and adolescents many develop compressed vertebrate as a result of the additional weight of 2 x standard 375mL cans... and the even more alarming trend of 2 x 500mL cans!

a shortage of chiropractors as a result of the myspace and food additive addicted, mall inhabiting youth wanting to instead study 21st century urban etymology or mid-eighties american sitcoms means generations of individuals grow up without being able to look up... no-one sees the Vogon* construction fleet, it is too late...

luckily you are able to hitch a lift on one of the Vogon craft with your eccentric playwrite buddy... you have marvellous adventures and everything works out better than expected... well, everything except the Earth being destroyed for a new hyperspace bypass.

*for those unfamiliar with Douglas Adams' series, the Hitch hikers Guide to the Galaxy... ref. Vogon entry on Wikipedia (click)

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i wish that i was better coordinated, i would like to play piano and guitar.

If you can type reasonably well, you can play piano or guitar. I know. I have played piano for > 25 years. I could be telling the truth here.

However.

Though you play beautifully, you do not heed warnings about rapid changes of personal routine and instead of dutiful computer keyboard interactions you begin to spend each waking moment on producing musical notes.

You walk around , with your new hairdo and soon enough you also start wearing pretty flowers in your hair

Later, the weed takes over too


I wish that dogs and cats could talk