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Sep-15-2006 02:30

This is a very simple and fun game. The first person makes a wish, and each following person finds some way to corrupt the wish and then makes a new wish. For example:

Person 1. I wish I had a dog

Person 2. You have a dog, but it dies the day after you get it

I wish I had a muffin

Person 3: You get a muffin, but you drop it and have to throw it away.

And so on.

Your firt wish to corrupt is this:

I wish I had a new car.

Apr-30-2007 22:14

*BANG* Barney is assassinated (by the CIA of course). However the outcry from heartbroken toddlers across the world gives rise to an plethora of "copy-cat style Barneys". Countless streets are crowded with middle-aged men in various states of dinosaur dress hawking their wares to helpless parents.

I wish my sandals smelled like sugar cookies instead of...well, my feet.

May-1-2007 16:49

Voile! The enticing scent of freshly baked sugar cookes now emanates from your sandals...as evidenced by the horde of drooling toddlers following like you're the pied piper. And who's that following them? Dozens of completely ticked-off moms!! Congratulations.

I wish this stupid bronchitis would just go away.

May-10-2007 07:32

Poof bronchitis has gone away. Apparently Death scared it off. He gets that a lot. Can't get his mother to pass the ketchup at dinner time. So yeah. Roasting Pit 5, See you there Ani. You'll recognise it easily, Crunch is turning the spit, Helen Corning's the one with the apple in her mouth...

I wish could be more decisive... no I don't... no, yes I do... no... yes... argh!

May-14-2007 14:16

Pow! You suddenly have superduperuber decision-making abilities. Yep, no waffling for you, ex-Charlie Brown! Now your problem is, not making decisions, but having a decision that needs making. It seems aliens have landed and taken over the world, as well as all of humanity's decision-making needs.

I wish I didn't have to make another wish.

May-15-2007 00:06

Oh, you don't. Unfortunately, the Children's Make a Wish Foundation was TOTALLY banking on you, and now they're just HORRIBLY disappointed, sad kids keep leaving "Why auntie, why?" on your answering machine, and your lawn is strewn with tiny vacated wheelchairs with half-completed pictures of Mickey Mouse on your lawn. With the 'S' written backwards.

I wish I was sunburn-proof.

Jun-3-2007 21:05

Tada! Wax body mask!! Yes, you'll never sunburn again. Of course, children, animals, andbeautiful women run from the horrid sight of your melting, dripping visage.

I wish it wasn't so hot here in Roasting Pit 5. *sigh*

Jun-4-2007 05:50

Temperature lowered in Roasting Pit 5! It's now only three hundred degrees.

I wish I hadn't just eaten that mushroom stroganoff.

Jun-4-2007 06:07

*poof* you haven't 'just' eaten it, you're STILL eating it. You NEVER stop eating it. Over and over and over and over. A never ending stream of mushroom stroganoff from hand to mouth; a creamy, fungi, torture. ICK!

I wish I could stop yawning!

Jun-4-2007 20:42

You quit breathing.

I wish I was happy.

Jun-4-2007 23:20

Good thing you're a cheap date. With his last gasping breath, Squirrel yawns something vaguely resembling a valid credit card number into the phone after having mistakenly dialed the good people at the 'Meatloaf of the Month' club, rather than the paramedics, and you, Titus can look forward to a beefy vacuum-sealed tonsil party each and every (fourth) Tuesday.

Got salt?

I wish I could hit a shocking, make-scientists-take-off-their-wannabe- Elvis-Costello-glassesand-rub-their-disbelieving-eyes growth spurt. I feel all short right now.