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Granted. The absence of pain, however, leads to a deception that your body is A-OK, and the tumor growing in your throat does not get any special attention till it's too hard to treat. You die 3 weeks after being diagnosed with throat cancer.

I wish getting hired by ******** wasn't such a big problem for me.

say wha? Fine.. Granted they ate all the other food you possess instead, and somehow stop you from ever having red beans and rice again (which btw my grandparents are from Louisiana and I can tell you that your not missing out on anything by not having them whee )

I wish I didn't have an aversion to mashed potatoes.

hahaha, a rather messy wish. Complicated enough to make no one dare to tackle it... i think. anywho, here i go:

Granted. But you still forget about your granted wish and meet deadlines 7 days ahead of time leaving you time to think up if there really is a purpose on this life. you reach the conclusion that we OUGHT to, ending up in the downward spiraling thoughts that lead you to believe that jesus christ IS after all the saviour of mankind. Everyone at the guild laughs at your newfound elightenment and you decide to make us pay by denouncing the site and guild to FOX news, thus pissing off a lot of people who thought this was a media-free environment. those who think you screwed up their hang out form a mob and go out and kill ya, succeding in their purpose. What happened to your corpse, however, is anybody's guess. (they were pretty pissed off... and i mean pretty pretty very much po'd)

i wish i had time to actually join dathus' contest, damn it.

Granted, now you have the song "Shaving Cream" made up by me and my spiritual brother stuck in your head and playing continuously. The song drives you insane because it becomes annoying and you have no idea where you heard it from. It slowly drives you to insanity and you commit suicide.

I wish I was with my brother right now.

Granted, but by the time you gather the amout of money that you need right now, you get fired and never ever find a job again. Thus, you become a bum.

I wish i hadn't ******* instead of ********* (censored... cuz i just remembered the no privacy policy at work comps)... evil

Granted, but your dogs become angry at you because they cherished your presence. You leaving was an action they couldn't stand. So when you come home after leaving your dogs alone and outside o run ithout supervision and you go out to greet them, they maul you and keep attacking until you die.

I wish my play wasn't this Thursday. (Any other day is fine, just not Thursday!)

Granted. Instead they take only moments before you have enough time to think about how you're going to go through them and thus fail each one fantastically.

I wish.... Uh.... I dunno... That my pregnant friend would stop being so freaking pregnant! Shes such a.... Well, a very mean thing.