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Granted, but you forget the key factor in keeping in flight.
That is that you must never wonder how you are flying.
Also, you spend years learning how to fly. It takes so long because you can never be completely distracted form the fact that you are falling.

I wish that people could not care about the differences in other people and just let them be who they are.
Also, I wish that these freaking kids at school would get over calling me Camping Batman just because of that week of rain in SoCal, when I wore a poncho to school every day that week.

Granted, but you come back as a zombie, and remain a zombie, who can never die, and spends his days in agony and grotesque pain, and when 'killed', or blown into a million pieces, you still keep thought process and pain, and go insane from the pain and utter boredom.

I wish you weren't so insecure.

Granted, but you end up blowing your arms off, and must stare at your weapons every day becuase you wish you could use them- and can't. Then you slowly die and unrelated death from gangrene received by a broken piece of glass.

I wish to be able to jump really high.

Granted, but now he poops in your shoes.

I wish the Who concert wasn't being played in the Superbowl half-time.

granted but it jumps off the screen and kicks your in your nether regions

i wish for 3 more wishes

granted but every time you play with it you shoot yourself in the foot

i wish for random laughter

Granted, but you keep laughing for so long, and so hard, that in 26.5 minutes of pure agony, and torture, you die from feigned suffocation, exhaustion, and your heart rate being so high that a gigantic tear forms in it, ripping your heart in two and causing you to still laugh with your heart being torn to shreds, in a horrendously painful way. You die choking on and spitting our giant mouthfulls of your own blood.

I wish for a baby!

Granted, but it's smashed, just like your girlfriend's laptop.
I wish that people would start to post in these again.