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[Fubb]

Granted, though the wish goes amiss and Ron Paul gets squished by a dish

[Mousazz]

I wish none of my wishes will be corrupted (including this one).

[chumloofah]

Nokies... Gahahahahaaaa!
Probably the best thing I've ever read ever.

Granted.
Tiger scratches it.
With hilarious consequences.

I wish I had a nokie.

[Sebatianos]

They die, but because of their contract they have to perform at least 17.294 postmortem gigs and since it's you who wished them dead you have to be there all the time watching and SMELLING their corpses on stage being moved by puppeteers while listening to scratched old records used as the playback. (muck way too late)

You have it, but just one, whereas the rest of the population has at least three making you the laughing stock of the whole planet.

I wish I understood your nokie obsessions.

[dosraider]

Granted.
You understand this obsession when you get a nokie shoved in your behind.
OUGH !!!

I wish that those tigers scratching between my shoulders were a lot more carefull regarding my poor ol'skin.

[chumloofah]

Granted.
Male tigers come from far and wide to massage your skin using the gayest oils and lotions.

I wish I owned my own battleaxe +1

[Tulac]

Granted, you lost the greataxe of dragonslaying +5 with 20 fireball charges instead.

I wish for a gagorella.

[Sebatianos]

And some rotten gagorella is always hanging down both corners of your mouth making you look absolutely repulsive so nobody (not even the horniest lowlife bum who has intercourse with dirty sewer rodents just for fun) would ever want to be near you!

I wish they invented a teleportation device that could teleport all the idiots from Earth to some far off planet.

[dosraider]

Granted.


Whoooooooooopsy, no humans on Earth anymore, we're all on a far far far away planet.
An enraged lynch mob hangs Sebatianos on a weird tree on a planet far far far away.

I wish that soft lovely female tigers would do a sensual massage between my shoulders on that @#@#@# itchy spot.

[Sebatianos]

And there they are, three lovely soft gorgeous Bengali tigresses softly creep in your room, sharpen their claws and start scratching on that itchy spot... but don't stop until there's nothing more then countless threads of flesh left from your once live body. Now an old toothless tiger drags himself in the room and starts swallowing the fine shreds of meat that used to be you and turning it into really stinky old tiger poh-poh which will soon come out of it's nasty old tiger behind.

I wish people would show more respect to one another!