Remember the Augean stables from the labors of Hercules? Remember how the king solved his particular olfactory problem? (If not, think Red Skull.) It's going to be like that.
I wish you could actually get hired on the basis of your actual experience and not whether you had the @#$% money to earn a @#$% piece of extra paper.
Granted. You're the new president of a company started by you, that takes over the market, and beats all competition. You're successful, happy and own a ford which you give to genie as a gift for granting his wish. Who says rich people aren't generous.
I wish good health for the blue flower that has bloomed on my plant.
Granted. It blooms, and you realize that it is a Venus Flytrap that has been exposed to radiation. It is growing rapidly, devouring every living thing that comes near, and as you lean down to study it...oh...sorry about that...
I wish I could invent a game as successful as Monopoly.
The entire world is right here next to me. But due to small miscalculation, it's also been reduced to the size of a small fuzzy pom-pom, and is promptly knocked across the room by my cat. And now the entire world has motion sickness.
I wish the cat was sitting a little farther away from the keyboard. Or would at least brush his teeth.
Your wish is granted! Your keyboard and every other spare keyboard in your home teleports on the roof of your home, and it suddenly begins to hail the size of tennis balls.
I wish to live a long and healthy life being the leader of a global criminal organization bent on controlling the world (much like Ernst Blofeld of the SPECTRE organization from the James Bond series :O).
Granted. The sausage tastes a little better, but unfortunately (you didn't catch the news tonight?) it was taken off the market when researchers found that it is infected with a deadly strain of E. Coli.
Granted. The Genie found an old player piano for you at a garage sale. All you do is put a roll of perforated paper in it, push a couple of buttons and sit there and move your hands while the keys go up and down. No one will know the difference.
Your wish is my command! The only problem is that you now live in a mansion on a small secluded island with no electricity, no food, and no people. Oh, and a hurricane is comin'. :S
I wish I had a really resourceful and awesome super-power.
Granted. He fixes the hole and produces your lease, which says (in very small print) "All repairs to the structure shall be paid for by the tenant, with a minimum of $1,000 per job."
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