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Post by Spammich on Jul 31, 2006 16:30:55 GMT -5
wish granted
Now your work doesn't suck, it blows.
I wish that zombies existed.
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Post by konaneshadowwolf on Jul 31, 2006 17:19:52 GMT -5
Wish granted.
You are the first to be eatened.
I wish summer vacation wouldn't end.
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Post by Devil Ether on Jul 31, 2006 17:38:15 GMT -5
Wish granted. You brain atrophies from lack of stimulation and you become a drooling veggie.
I wish my damn DVD player would work.
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Post by Roha on Jul 31, 2006 21:08:08 GMT -5
Wish granted. It makes a splendid working microwave!
I wish pigs did fly.
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Post by Trey on Aug 1, 2006 0:15:30 GMT -5
wish granted.
They fly right into a nuklear power plant, making them morph into super-intelligant pig-flying beings who inevitably take over the world and eat human-bacon all of the time!
I wish people weren't so into pirates, not counting me of course.
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Post by Devil Ether on Aug 3, 2006 0:35:10 GMT -5
Wish granted. Now every body's into the Backstreet Boys and their 'music' is played nonstop on every radio and TV in the land.
I wish my school would fall over so I wouldn't have to go back in **checks calender** 12 days.
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Post by Trey on Aug 3, 2006 1:31:53 GMT -5
((Yay! Good thing I don't listen to the radio and I only watch my recorded tv shows ^_^))
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Post by Spammich on Aug 3, 2006 11:19:42 GMT -5
wish granted
To bad your guardian units have placed you into a military school that will slowly turn you into a conformist robot... and you would have to start in *checks calender* In 3 days.
I wish that I could play games better.
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Post by konaneshadowwolf on Aug 3, 2006 18:56:54 GMT -5
Wish granted.
You die from lack of sleep after you were given the immortl l337 skillz of awesome game playing. (Hey, Rachel (Spammich! X3), how ya doing?)
I wish I wouldn't sleep all during the day. X3 Summer habit...
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Post by Spammich on Aug 3, 2006 23:51:19 GMT -5
((I am good sha-chan))
Wish Granted.
The sudden change in sleeping habits confuses your ferrets who expect you to be up at night and they escape from their cage and make a home in your spleen. Thus making you a ferret organ monger. After a few weeks of business you sneeze your spleen out and die from the loss of ferret.
I wish that I could make imagination real.
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Post by Devil Ether on Aug 4, 2006 0:55:15 GMT -5
Wish granted. You dream of a horribly mutated Orlando Bloom who stomps your house and plays shuffleboard with you as the puck.
I wish I could do a handstand.
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Post by Spammich on Aug 4, 2006 1:46:13 GMT -5
Wish granted
Now you can't stand on your feet and you have to walk around on your hands... Eventually the ground will chip away your arms and then you will hanve to crawl around like a worm becasue you can't stop breaking your wheelchair!
I wish that I could jump out of a plane.
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Post by Trey on Aug 4, 2006 1:47:03 GMT -5
Wish granted.
Your legs are devoured by a giant gellatenous monster, whom we shall call Blob. Blob takes over the world with his newfound legs and you are forced to spend the rest of your life walking on your hands.
I wish my work would let me have my owning orange hair.
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Post by Spammich on Aug 4, 2006 1:49:07 GMT -5
((Ha I beat you - two pwns for the walking hands))
Wish granted...
Your work changes its policy so that everyone has to have the same orange hair and haircut as you. Not only are you hated by your co-worker who don't like having orange hair themselves, but now people think you are a conformist and nonoriginal.
I wish that MY brain would emplode then explode.
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Post by Trey on Aug 4, 2006 1:59:42 GMT -5
wishes granted.
as you jump from the plane, you realize that you are not wearing a shute. As you hit the ground, your brain implodes, then explodes when everyone gets there, making a mess. You DIE.
I wish I had the will to sew my new pants.
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