Corrupt A Wish

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Hehe I respnded to ancient chaos, but b y then your post was there. So I deleted mine

Granted, the. Bowl you get is so small you need a microscope to see it.

AND granted, it becomes so easy to be a christian that walmart sells packages.

I wish walmart sold BMWs

Granted. You can find them in the toy section, in Matchbox cars.

I wish my executive functioning functioned better.

Granted, but it works too well and your head explodes from overload.

I wish I had copyrighted the words "a" "I" "You" "me" "he" "she" "it" "him" "her" "they" "them" "those" "us" "our" "his" "hers" and that those words are never removed from the language nor changed and remain in use as they are today

Granted, but everyone completely ignores your copyright. (Reminds me of some nutty Russian who has managed to copyright the smiley and everyone on the planet is supposed to pay him royalties to use it. )

I wish I could click my fingers and appear anywhere in the world I choose.

(reminds me of the jerk who claimed the rights to the "happy birthday" song a few years ago, so he could get paid royalties every time the waiters in a restaurant ganged up and sang it as they brought out someone's piece of birthday cake -- they've just stopped singing it)

Granted ... you appear anywhere you choose, but only in appearance -- you yourself actually don't go anywhere.

I wish my bleepin' insurance card would finally come in the mail.

Granted, but it's covered by a black censor bar.

I wish everyone wore rose colored glasses, literally.

(oops - 2nd time today someone posted at the same speed of light as I. I deleted my latecomer again )

Granted. But the world descends into chaos as people argue over which color flower actually represents "rose".

I wish I had a supercomputer.

Granted - it's an old one that takes up your entire house.

I wish I knew what the orchid represents.

Granted. You figure it out, but no one else will believe you.

I wish I actually liked sleeping.

Granted, you sleep forever.

I wish I no longer yawned.

Granted, your jaws are now wired shut.

I wish my neck didn't hurt.

Granted, you have no pain to alert you when something's wrong, so you end up doing more damage

I wish I had woken up bright-eyed, clear-headed and ready to work this morning.

Granted, you may have woken up like that, but you turned over and went back to sleep again, waking up late, tired and grumpy.

I wish for a pint of real English ale.

Granted, but you'll have to earn it by swimming the Channel to get it.

I wish for a glass of real French cider.