Corrupt-a-wish 2

Granted, you're now a murderer.

I wish LeoCAD (a 3d modeling program, but it's just for Legos) wasn't the sloppiest program ever.

 

Granted. It's so far out of your league that you have no hope of passing your class.

I wish for a thousand wishes.

 

Granted, it's all for Cole train memorabilia.

I wish for over 9000 wishes.

 

Granted. None of it is for Cole Train memorabilia.

I wish for Nikki to get on.

 

Granted, she gets on me.

I wish my Warrior was magically level 20, or higher.

 

Option two granted. He is higher than ever and gets in court for illegal use of marijuana. You lose 50 000 gold.

I wish for peanutbutter.

 

granted, your poop is now used as a lubricant



i wish for sense

 

Granted, but you lose it all.

I wish for a risque signature.

 

Granted. But then everyone accepts it and it isn't fun anymore.

I wish for Yuri.

 

granted, your mother finds it.

i wish for Caaaannnaaadaaaa, eeeeh?

 

Granted, but you're unused to the cold weather and shrivel up, alone until your death where the viking souls of Valhalla swoop down in their ethereal longboat to bring you up to their halls.

I wish my nose would stop bleeding.

 

Granted. Darkone comes and cleans it up.

I don't think my mother would be very concerned about any Yuri Manga that I possess. Now, BABY **** I could see.

I wish for reconciliation with my partner.

 

Granted, teh steemin hoot cyb0rz iz so hawt u die k?

I wish robots didn't hate my Paladin.

 

Granted, they just talk regard them with a weary eye and will always be racist. Some things never change.

I wish SC2 to have a Raynor - Kerragin sex scene. About time Blizzard cashed in.

 

Granted. Raynor becomes Kerrigan's *****, Tentacles get involved, and it all goes downhill from there.

I wish I could sleep already.

 

granted, but you can't wake back up
I wish i didn't have exams

 

Granted, you have heaps and heaps of homework.

I wish my eyelids didn't hurt when I get tired.

 

Dude...no...

Granted, they fall off.

I wish that Pink Pearl erasers grew on trees.

 

..granted...but they um..become pencils and not erasers 3:

I wish for a nice big bag of communism!

 

Granted, but America kicks down the door and hits the back of your hands with a ruler.

I wish I was the night, coloured black.