The corrupt a wish game

[@llatse@]

Originally Posted by TCO95

I wish I owned tygrkhat40's vast men's shoe collection. He can keep the high heels, pumps and mules.

Granted you're locked in a dark cellar with all those shoes for company.....did you know about Ty'40's foot hygiene problems.....no.....well you soon will.

I wish I knew the way to San Jose....or Amarillo (My wife's been listening to Capital Gold all day)

[moreteavicar]

Originally Posted by @llatse@

I wish I knew the way to San Jose....or Amarillo (My wife's been listening to Capital Gold all day)

Granted but the genie tells you the way in the manner of a cheap knock off sat nav and you end up turning left in 200 yards right into San Quentin where you spend the rest of your days listening to Dionne Warwick instead of Johnny Cash!

I wish I could turn base metal into gold.

[TCO95]

Originally Posted by moreteavicar

I wish I could turn base metal into gold.

Granted. You are proficient at playing bass metal and sell many gold records. Shame about the severe tinnitus though. The incessant ringing causes you to give up music. You then get sued by your record label for breach of contract and must return any and all royalties.

I wish bass metal , heavy metal, death metal and rap would all cease to exist.

[luddite]

Originally Posted by TCO95

I wish bass metal , heavy metal, death metal and rap would all cease to exist.

Granted. They are replaced by disco, polka and yodelling.

I wish all skateboarders would make videos of themselves falling off fences and crushing their testicles, daily.

[TCO95]

Originally Posted by luddite

Granted. They are replaced by disco, polka and yodelling.

I wish all skateboarders would make videos of themselves falling off fences and crushing their testicles, daily.

Granted. Genie says, you can spend all day every day watching as many of these videos as you want. She will even supply the beer and pizza. The rest of us will be servicing the young ladies because their young men have crushed testies.

I wish these young ladies to be turned on by polka, disco and yodelling.

[@llatse@]

Originally Posted by TCO95

I wish these young ladies to be turned on by polka, disco and yodelling.

Let it be so, they are turned on by those very things......still turned off by you tho'

I wish I was a polka, disco, yodelling expert

[luddite]

Originally Posted by @llatse@

I wish I was a polka, disco, yodelling expert

Granted. First you have to fall off a skateboard and crush your testicles.

I wish the next fad for young women would be pole dancing. (Stripper pole or my pole, not dancing with chavs !)

[TCO95]

Originally Posted by luddite

Granted. First you have to fall off a skateboard and crush your testicles.

I wish the next fad for young women would be pole dancing. (Stripper pole or my pole, not dancing with chavs !)

Granted. They now dance around the May Pole with the Promise Keepers. Thanks to you the young women all promise to be virgins until they're married. Of the women now available, you get the grandma's.

I wish to round up all the raccoons and send them to North Korea.

[luddite]

Originally Posted by TCO95

I wish to round up all the raccoons and send them to North Korea.

Granted. They thrive on the nuclear waste and grow to 500 kg. North Korea rounds them up easily since they glow in the dark, and sends them back to you.

I wish VEF scientists would force TCO95 to mate with the radioactive raccoons to see if they can breed more intelligent posters.

[TCO95]

Originally Posted by luddite

Granted. They thrive on the nuclear waste and grow to 500 kg. North Korea rounds them up easily since they glow in the dark, and sends them back to you.

I wish VEF scientists would force TCO95 to mate with the radioactive raccoons to see if they can breed more intelligent posters.

Granted. However, Eric Cartman, as his alter ego "The 'Coon", gets jealous of said breeding and viciously attacks TCO95. Who is later nursed back to health by Julia Ann. Eric then breeds a super race of 'coons that take over VEF and rename it Did She Ever Do Anal? This causes Estreeter to go nuts and kill everyone, especially Eric. The 'coons choke to death on chicken bones they find in the garbage.

I wish Kim Jong Un would admit he's a giant 'coon and eat the chicken bones I sent him.