Granted, but since you have so much money from your themes, you become a raging alcoholic and lose EVERYTHING you have. You are now a homeless person, living in a cardboard box with no money, food, or themes!! :O
I wish for the world to be takin over by aliens that kill everyone except the ones that are decided fit enough to be slaves on their home planet.
Granted. You record is for fattest man in the world.
Despite your fame, people find you repulsive. Your mom kicks you out of the house and you're forced to live under the world's biggest freeway overpass. People driving by throw things at you, and small dogs ******* on you. Small children cower at your passing, and buffet's turn off their "open" signs when they hear you coming. Eventually they make a movie about you, and like the person it's based on it's a major flop.
Oh, and the UN designates you your own country and blames you for the earthquake and tsunami in Japan. You are invaded by the UN forces, and a blockade is set around your mouth.
Rather ironically, the blockade results in your death by starvation, a process taking several years due to the massive supply storage.
I wish someone would order me a playbook anonymously.
Granted. But as soon as you root you X, it gets stolen out of your car.
(Might as well root it, you can unroot it. I recommend z24 if it'll work for the x).
Granted, you get your cheesy wish, but shipping costs make profit impossible, and that whole "Vacation on the Moon" thang seems to never get off the ground.
Granted but every time you put your stick, eh modstick, eh wand in or on something it changes to a farm animal and there's always a photographer around when you don't need one.
I wish I had bought the moon before the "free shipping" offer expired
