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 Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 11:07 am
Granted. You move out of your current state of mind, and you hopelessly insane, and you choke to death on one of Muaethia's crackers.
I wish I hadn't slipped on my nickel...
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 11:25 am
Superior Jazz Granted. You move out of your current state of mind, and you hopelessly insane, and you choke to death on one of Muaethia's crackers. I wish I hadn't slipped on my nickel... Granted, you slipped on a hobos nickel. The hobo sees his nickle go flying down the road and attacks you, seeing as it was the only money he had at the time.
I wish people weren't so annoying.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 11:28 am
Granted. Now they're so dreadfully dull, you go mad and you choke on the hobo's nickel as it whizzes by.
I wish I had a Soviet Union flag...
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 12:45 pm
Granted, but in order to get it, you had to spend fifty years talking all the former Soviet states into rejoining/recreating the Soviet Union and another ten years talking Gorbachev into running it again. So, yes, you get your flag, but alas, it was your life's work.
I wish we had some amazing debates going in the GAU guild.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 4:31 pm
Dande_Lion Granted, but in order to get it, you had to spend fifty years talking all the former Soviet states into rejoining/recreating the Soviet Union and another ten years talking Gorbachev into running it again. So, yes, you get your flag, but alas, it was your life's work.
I wish we had some amazing debates going in the GAU guild. Granted, but they're all about the same thing. You get bored, go insane and feed yourself to a cookie with nacho breath. I wish Superior Jazz had that Soviet Union flag, and would get me one too.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 7:42 pm
Granted, but whenever any of your friends see it, it makes them think that you're a communist, and they stop talking to you, so you can never show it to anyone you care about.
I wish I knew what I wanted to do with my life.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 8:29 pm
Dande_Lion Granted, but whenever any of your friends see it, it makes them think that you're a communist, and they stop talking to you, so you can never show it to anyone you care about. I wish I knew what I wanted to do with my life. Granted. But now that you know what you want to do, your life has no meaning. You search for a meaning for years, only to come up with nothing. You go insane and then men in white coats come and get you and shove you in the little white room. You somehow remove a spork that you saved from your straightjacket and you murder yourself with it.
I wish it wasn't hot, but it wasn't cold, but it wasn't raining... I wish that the weather was perfect.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:09 am
Yami_Ichi Dande_Lion Granted, but whenever any of your friends see it, it makes them think that you're a communist, and they stop talking to you, so you can never show it to anyone you care about. I wish I knew what I wanted to do with my life. Granted. But now that you know what you want to do, your life has no meaning. You search for a meaning for years, only to come up with nothing. You go insane and then men in white coats come and get you and shove you in the little white room. You somehow remove a spork that you saved from your straightjacket and you murder yourself with it.
I wish it wasn't hot, but it wasn't cold, but it wasn't raining... I wish that the weather was perfect.
Granted, the weather stays perfect. For an hour. Then, hurricane! Woot!
I wish thatmy dad wouldn't read my msn chat logs... especially when they contain stuff that could get me seriously in deep s**t with my parents if they saw it...
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 12:51 pm
Granted. Your father doesn't read your chat logs. He just makes up reasons to punish you anyway.
I wish I never needed to sleep again.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 5:18 pm
Granted. But in the wee hours of the night, while browsing the net, you get a subliminal message put out by fundies and turn into one of them YES REALLY THAT IS SUPERPLAUSIBLE domokun
I wish my glasses would not get damaged.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 10:26 am
paulkimpaul Granted. But in the wee hours of the night, while browsing the net, you get a subliminal message put out by fundies and turn into one of them YES REALLY THAT IS SUPERPLAUSIBLE domokun I wish my glasses would not get damaged. Granted, but your eyes fall out of your head, and are eaten by the mutated cookie. I wish there was a way to make me even more awesome than I already am.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 1:18 pm
Granted. You become even more superawesome. But the power that makes you even more awesome works twice as well on everyone else in the world, so comparatively you're less awesome.
I wish I could shoot the guy who think he's my boss but actually isn't.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 12:20 am
Dande_Lion Granted. You become even more superawesome. But the power that makes you even more awesome works twice as well on everyone else in the world, so comparatively you're less awesome.
I wish I could shoot the guy who think he's my boss but actually isn't. Granted. You get away with it, cash in the policy for the Mrs., and use the money to retire on an island. Also, you have peenor cancer. I wish for cheese.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 9:29 am
Granted, but the cheese is old and moldy and makes you throw up your stomach. (Ewww...)
I wish my dad had no more complications from the accident he had...
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 10:39 am
Granted. He only has one complication. Being that he's dead.
I wish I had a dime.
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