Granted! As you slowly starve to death because you've even run out of Easy-Mac and Cheeze-its.
I wish I had a cure for the Anthrax that Jeffy tainted my bike parts boxes with.
Granted, but i cathches fire the first time you use it and is reduced to a pile of ashes.
I wish the coffee machines at work gave decent coffee that doesn't taste like processed motor-oil.
no, should i?
Stamps rate on my boring scale just below the nocturnal sexlife of amoeba.
Anyways, edited version:
Granted, but your house catches fire, burning to the ground with the stamp inside because you forgot to put it in a safe.
My wish remains the same, see above.
Granted, but i cathches fire the first time you use it and is reduced to a pile of ashes.
Granted, but it now also has the stubborn and annoying disposition of a frenchman.
I wish it snowed, it's bloody 17?C!