Figarou, I grant your wish that you never wished of. (because you forget, so don't forget next time) You are now wearing a tutu and pink ballerina slippers!
PariahPoet wrote:I wish that I had the ability to write like C.S. Lewis.
And now you can!
A little too much.
Your writings are so similiar to C.S. Lewis', that they are deemed as long lost teasures of his that he was never able to publish, and you are scorned as a fraud when you tried to claim them as yours.
I wish a was a very beautiful Queen of the World.
(And let me stress the "very beautiful" part.)
"We are not always what we seem, and hardly ever what we dream."
granted, you are sucked into an alternate universe of the movie "Pirates of the Carribean: dead man's chest." And at the near end, you sink with the black pearl.
I wishfully wish that Figarou had my wish washer so that his wishes can be washed. LOL.
Granted, but it had broke down just before Figarou wasgonna give it back. He decided he'd fix it instead of giving you broken wish washer, so he did. Unknown to you, he fixed wrong and now it just increased the dirtyness of wishes. You didn't find this out thought untill you decided to wash a particularly dirty wish. when the buzzer went off andyou opened the door, A giant Demon jumped out and ate your face. you scream "AH, my face."Before it leaves, rampaging until either aman with a chainsaw for a hand or a man in a fedora defeat it, while lay on our laundry room floor without a face. fun, yes.
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I wish that, when Neverwinter Nights 2 comes out, I'll have enough money by then to get it.
Granted. Though I can't imagine why you'd want to meet face to face a character from Mortal Kombat seeing as someone inevitably always gets decapitated. You won't last five minutes in that crowd.
I wish Nightwish was mainstream America and Ashley Simpson was the obscure Russian performer.
Granted, but now all of them is taking a different side and their collective idiocy overwhelms all rational thought and all of human society collapses into chaos.
I wish I had a reset button that worked with real life.
Granted. The first time you press it, however, you black out and wake up as one of a million sperm again. I hope you remember the directions you took the first time around, because you're going to have to be the first one out of a million there all over again.
I wish everyone here at the Pack could just get along.
Granted, but as you are eating that hot meal, the stove used to cook it lights your house on fire, burning you to a crisp. Hey, at least the food didn't burn you!