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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.

Feb-4-2010 22:00

You get your laptop, but for a bad price. You pay $67 without even thinking about it. You take it home and to find it has a virus. To make matters worse, Mr. William, you take it too a computer nerd who can fix any computer virus. Except this one. This virus, is one that has been created to make the computer crash. This computer geek, tries to fix it but only downloads it on to every computer in the U.S. When the government found out what computer the virus came from, they came after you. Now you have been put in a prison that is more secure than Guantanamo Bay, Cuba all because you didn't think that $67 is too cheap for a laptop.


I wish that I had the equipment to build my own custom bass guitar

Feb-5-2010 01:11

You do. Without me corrupting it, you do. There, in your toaster, rip out this... *ripping noise* ...and take that out of your washing machine... *sound of when someone splits open a washing machine* ...and some of the wires from your radio... *crash of wrench hitting radio* ...and some springs from your bed... *yet more wrecking sounds* ... and your best suit... *tearing noises* ...and voila! A bass guitar costume! Or did you say custom? Well you just need your computer split in half to get at these... what? You don't fancy all the trouble? Oh, I needn't put it back together for you then! Bye!

I wish I had more time.

Feb-19-2010 05:53

You do. You are now the proud owner of about 2500 watches, which are all forced to be worn on your left hand, but the weight prevents you from never moving it again...

I wish I pass my upcoming exams in April-May.

Feb-19-2010 10:57

You pass them on your way to hospital after your lips are caught in a sewing machine and an axe accidentally(axeidentally...) hits you in the leg. Unfortunately, you cannot take the test because all the spare test papers were burnt to celebrate the 13th of May, now a national holiday because the inventor of the time machine was born and came back to tell us to celebrate it or he'll kill George Washington when HE gets born. So you get no percent(null, zippo, zilch, nothing) since you were in hospital for longer after it was discovered that the axe was covered in gangrene and they had to OPERATE!! Then it turned out the surgeon had a criminal record(ridden with malpractice accusations) and he cut off the wrong leg. The infection spread so much that you had to be chopped off at the waist. The new surgeon then FORGETS the anesthetic gas. You recover in time to retake the test next year, having failed this year. You get to learn all that stuff all over again! At least you get a thorough education...

I wish for a cheese sandwich.

Feb-24-2010 09:44

Woohoo! You get a cheese sandwich. It is crunchy, perfectly toasted oatmeal bread. A little dash of Worcester sauce, a thin slice of succulent red tomato, and scrumptous layers of just-melted, squidgy green cheese.

Wait... what? You sure you want to eat that?

I wish to see a shooting star.

Apr-16-2010 18:17

You see a shooting star alright! It's the last thing you ever saw because it popped you right between the eyes. It really didn't need to be so accurate because the impact was so intense it vaporized your whole neighborhood, and your whole county will suffer from the stardust fallout for about 35 years.

I can't wish for uncorruptable wishes but I don't think there are any rules against wishing for more wishes, so I wish for a lifetime supply of wishes. I don't care if every single one of them is turned into something horrible. I'm sure I can just wish my way out!

Apr-16-2010 23:55

You get a lifetime supply of wishes. No corruption, free and clear. Woot!

Sadly at that moment another one of topkebab's shooting stars pops you right between the eyes. Looks that was a pretty short lifetime...


I wish someone would iron my curtains. Really. I wasn't kidding about that.

Apr-24-2010 23:03

*****shazam******

Cordy cordy cordy, you have the flattest, moist pointy-seamedest curtains ever, and as a result, you are all the rage at the "Hey Look How Flat" meeting this month. And as a bonus, you get to feel good about getting the title over that really irritating Disney kid, Selena Gomez. It's just wrong that in todays economy, you have to be felt up by the clammy hand of a random Jonas Brother to get into show biz.

I wish I was a rock star with a long, greasy mullet that had two day old pasta stuck to it.

Apr-25-2010 00:53

(Mullet?)

And with a POOF! your carefully written wish had a small ambiguity that will turn it against you! You are now a star, made of rock candy, a few million miles off Ursa Minor. We sent the mullet and pasta, but sadly after we fired it from the LARGE cannon, we worked out that we only shot it strong enough to get it into your orbit. Therefore, when you're discovered in 2657 (If we get that far), you will be a laughing stock. And you STILL can't reach that mullet!

I wish someone would corrupt my wish (PARADOX!! HAHA!)

Apr-25-2010 01:29

*Sighs*. WW, tut tut. Trying to be difficult on this thread is not new. Really. And we all have to wonder about your motivation here. I mean, are you merely trying to show off, or do you harbour a secret desire to freeze this thread for all time? No more wish-corruption in Sleuth-land? Do you want to be known as an evil, cat-stroking subterranean egomaniac, and if so do you really think your mummy would approve? (That's 'mommy', in case you're in the US and were thinking of coming back by making comments about lurching figures in bandages.) And the evil maniac laugh needs some work, by the way. And do you really not know what a mullet is? I mean, there is such a thing as Google.

You get your wish. I just thought I'd corrupt it by dissing it.

I wish someone would invent a self-chopping onion.