IamSquid
Extreme Fanatic   Posts: 658 Registered: 27/5/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 27/9/2002 at 08:53 PM |
Toast? Mmmmm...okay!
Thereīs a big buffet of all the tasty-yummy toast yoo could imagine on the
other side of the room but because yoo have no legs yoo canīt get to it
before all the other occupants of the room are done stuffing themselves.
I wish to know EVERYTHING! ____________________
i wanted to die, and then it progressed into wanting everyone else to
die so i could watch, and then me die.
-ickgirl
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Alugarde
Member   Posts: 185 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 27/9/2002 at 09:53 PM |
Ala-ka-berry
Congratulations Squid, you now know everything. Unfortunately, you now know
EVERYTHING.
You know that Oprah makes a sound similar to that of a horrible demonic
cross between a horse neighing and a seal...making..that sound that seals
make...during an orgasm.
You know that Bob Saget likes to pleasure himself while he brushes his
teeth.
You know what the sound of two 500 lb midgets going at it sounds like.
Whenever a 300 lb man rapes a 100 lb man in prison, you know about it.
(Heehee, I KNEW someone would wish that sooner or later...i was waiting for
that...)
I wish for a helper monkey. One that will go around and rewind all my
wind-up monkies. And heīll dance to an accordian too. But not the macarena. ____________________
l33t is the bastard cousin of contractions.
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PrismKat
Occasional Poster   Posts: 18 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 27/9/2002 at 10:07 PM |
*wooshy* You have your helper monkey. It even comes with an accordian
player. Jaleel White. *or however itīs spelled..* In Urkel mode.
I wish.. I could go in and out of books/movies at will and do whatever I
felt like to the plot/characters. Without them maiming me. ____________________
I'm defective!
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IamSquid
Extreme Fanatic Posts: 658 Registered: 27/5/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 27/9/2002 at 11:15 PM |
It is done!
The unfortunate part being that yoo always show-up in the story as the
lamest character and all the other characters still have minds of their
own. It doesnīt help that although they cannot maim yoo they can do
everything else the laws of their stories allow. For example, should yoo
travel to a Bond movie, Sean Connery would try to stick his tongue down yor
throat before vommiting all over yoo from excessive drunkenness.
I wish my friends would quit standing mee up on Friday nights. ____________________
i wanted to die, and then it progressed into wanting everyone else to
die so i could watch, and then me die.
-ickgirl
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KatB
Fanatic   Posts: 241 Registered: 16/7/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 28/9/2002 at 01:15 AM |
*ka-phomp* -But they stand you up every other day of the week.
I wish I got a telephone call from Trent Reznor saying he loved our album
and would fly us over to produce our next. ____________________
All stressed out and no one to choke...
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ShadezofDys
Occasional Poster  Posts: 17 Registered: 29/8/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 28/9/2002 at 12:18 PM |
::poof:: trent calls and wants to fly you out to produce your next album,
unfortunatly on your way to the airport you get in a car accident, the
singers face is smashed in and needs to have his/her jaw wired shut, your
guitarest/bassest/drummer/keyboardest (whatever really *g*) gets an arm
mangled and has to have it amputated.....
I wish I could spell  ____________________
Cause my name ain't Quasimodo but I still got a hunch
That like the Jim Jones cult I'll take you out with one punch
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Alugarde
Member Posts: 185 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 28/9/2002 at 02:01 PM |
Your wish is granted, you can now spell. In Swahili. And you now speak
German and type in Latin. You canīt speak, type, or spell in English
anymore.
I wish to be able to adequately do all the unpleasant things i must do
during the day in the time span of 1 minute each. ____________________
l33t is the bastard cousin of contractions.
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Xaoswolf
Fanatic  Posts: 463 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 30/9/2002 at 12:14 PM |
Poof
You now do all the unpleasant things in the span of 1 minute,
unfortunately, you finish up all the pleasurable things in 1 minute
alse...
I wish I had a liscense to hunt stupid people. ____________________
Sometimes I dream about dinosaurs shopping for cargo shorts at the Gap.
Does that make me a bad person?
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Comedian
Fanatic  Posts: 213 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 30/9/2002 at 01:19 PM |
*poof*
The license is in the palm of your hands, and here is a shiny new Arctic
Warfare .338 sniper rifle with scope.
Donīt forget to field dress their filthy, unwashed bodies. You know,
cutting up their genitals and putting them in a bag, tagging them, having
to fondle their nasty nether regions all over.
I want to have the most gorgeous set of genitalia in the universe. ____________________
Make way for the bad guy!
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IamSquid
Extreme Fanatic Posts: 658 Registered: 27/5/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 30/9/2002 at 01:38 PM |
As yoo wish! *poof!*
Angels now sing and a light falls down from heaven upon yor magnificent
genitals. But yor still ugly as a ravenous camel with leporacy and yor
odor has decayed to the point that yoo now reek like a wet chicken fucking
a wet dog repelling everyone with a sense of smell. The good news is if
yoo can make people without a sense of smell very very happy (yoo know,
Marge Simpsonīs sister is single...)
Letīs see if this works: I wish for terrible things to happen to mee
constantly! ____________________
i wanted to die, and then it progressed into wanting everyone else
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die so i could watch, and then me die.
-ickgirl
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dead-cell
Fanatic  Posts: 344 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 30/9/2002 at 01:47 PM |
*spoof* Ok now your old genitalia are gone, and you are now the proud owner
of the most gorgeous genitalia ever know. Unfortunitaly you now have a
flower sprouting between you legs, that only blossoms once a season.
Becareful with that zipper :grin:
I wish the telemarketers would stop calling me. ____________________
co-worker: "Your gay!?"
myself: "Didn't you see my rainbow pin?"
co-worker: "I just thought you liked skettles."
-(yes, it actually happened to me)
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Merry_Widow
Fanatic  Posts: 598 Registered: 24/8/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 30/9/2002 at 02:10 PM |
*ka-pow!* The telemarketers have stopped calling you. KNow they come
directly to your front door.
I wish I could fly ____________________
Okay, dazzle me.
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Alugarde
Member Posts: 185 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 30/9/2002 at 07:11 PM |
Squid, it is my job to make your wish go wrong. Failing to do my job is how
your wish will go wrong. You contract the ebola virus. You lose your job.
You go bankrupt. You are hit by a car and while you lay on the ground
another car runs over your legs. Before you can be taken to the hospital
you are found by a stray cow who sits on you and suffocates you. In your
next life all of the negative effects of all wishes made and yet to be made
on this topic happen to you, with none of the positive effects
happening.
I wish to have a very detailed self-updating map of the universe (so
detailed that I could see the stones on each planet) stored on a massive
library of cds. ____________________
l33t is the bastard cousin of contractions.
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Comedian
Fanatic Posts: 213 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 30/9/2002 at 09:46 PM |
*poof*
Try and keep your sanity long enough to figure out where you are in the
universe and how small, insignifigant you are.
I want the entire rug of my house soaked with sweet, sweet ether. ____________________
Make way for the bad guy!
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dead-cell
Fanatic Posts: 344 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 1/10/2002 at 03:00 PM |
*spiffy* your wish is granted, your house now reaks of ether. Tradicaly you
never get to fully ejoy it as you have passed out only after a few seconds,
and die. Later that the house catches fire. The day after you are decleared
a 50 million dollar lotto winner.
I wish I could command a legion of house cats to do my bidding. ____________________
co-worker: "Your gay!?"
myself: "Didn't you see my rainbow pin?"
co-worker: "I just thought you liked skettles."
-(yes, it actually happened to me)
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dead-cell
Fanatic Posts: 344 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 1/10/2002 at 03:04 PM |
| Hey no one ever granted Merry_Widowīs wish *Kong-Fu* Heres you air-line
tickets first class to Rio. Or was it Hell? :smile: ____________________
co-worker: "Your gay!?"
myself: "Didn't you see my rainbow pin?"
co-worker: "I just thought you liked skettles."
-(yes, it actually happened to me)
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Alugarde
Member Posts: 185 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 1/10/2002 at 03:25 PM |
Did you ever see that really old ass commercial with the old woman and all
the cats and it was feeding time and the woman was out of milk so she
tried giving them non-dairy creamer and the cats hated it and the last
thing it showed was the cats locking all the doors? Well that happens to
you.
I wish to be able to teleport myself or anyone/thing else anywhere i want. ____________________
l33t is the bastard cousin of contractions.
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MorteAscendo
Member  Posts: 190 Registered: 6/5/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 1/10/2002 at 04:01 PM |
*SHIBBY-DIBBY-DO-BIDDY*
You wish is my command, You are now able to teleport anything and anyone
you want where ever you want but when you teleport and come out of space
and time, it never comes out right. You arms will be on your head and you
ass is on your face....you get the picture.
I wish that i could breath under water. ____________________
"Roses are Red, Violets are Blue. I'm a schizophrenic, and so am I".
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Merry_Widow
Fanatic Posts: 598 Registered: 24/8/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 1/10/2002 at 04:52 PM |
*BAMF!*
You can now beath under water. Because you are a fish. And a small one at
that. Have fun in your new place on the food chain.
I wish I dinīt have a literature paper to write. ____________________
Okay, dazzle me.
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Comedian
Fanatic Posts: 213 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 1/10/2002 at 05:47 PM |
*poof*
You can now mimic anything you see or hear. Unfortunately, thatīs all you
can do. The individual experiences, thoughts, emotions and reactions thta
made up you as a conscious entity no longer exist. You have become a
mirror. ____________________
Make way for the bad guy!
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