Granted, your phone number is "1" and you receive hundreds of calls per day. I wish <<<< that bastard would stop puppy biting.
Granted. He stabs you in the back, absconding with all your worldly possessions. I wish for a bag of salt and vinegar chips.
Granted. Please fill out this 2,000 page document in triplicate in the next 30 minutes to complete this wish. I wish for no work work. :/
Granted, it broke while being delivered, and was the last one ever. Edit by Random: I wish that Ginger would always remember to add a wish to the end of his posts.
Granted, you are magically transported to Mercury where your weight is less than half it is now. As a bonus, you ended up on the sunny side of Mercury and get a rather fatal instant tan. ;-) I wish I had a Realm of Battle: Ultima Quadrant
Granted. Upon your return from gamesworkshop, you discover, to your complete horror, the charred remains of your entire warhammer collection. I wish for a confetti filled fire extinguisher.
Granted, you travel back in time to cyber's house, and it catches fire. You try to put it out, but the confetti catches too. You die in flames, next to his burning Warhammer figures. I wish that people used the last person's answer against them like I did, more often.
Granted. Now in my astral form, I set about completing my afterlife's work of haunting Ginger until everyone he knows believes him to be bat-shittingly loopdy-fuckin-bonkers in the brain and lock him up in an asylum for the rest of his life. I wish for a ghost dog.
Granted. It is a normal dog, but rem... delivers it to the astral plane... He is sent into the asylum with me, and we fight. I punch his head and he falls down cuz he's too much of a princess to handle it. I wish to be out of this asylum
Granted, as a result you were permanently banned from all of Shadecrest and the internet for eternity. (No Wish will undo this.) I wish for immunity.