Granted. You recieve some pi. See? 3.141592653589793238462...
I wish for some yellowcake.
Granted. Now stand on these rails as the train arrives...
I wish that I was one mile underground.
I'm not Nyan, and I vaporized the real Nyan.
I wish that I had a machine capable of harvesting energy from Nyan Cat.
Granted. You fly directly into the fallout from my nuclear bomb test.
I wish that I had a supervirus that turns everyone into Tac Nayns
Granted. I inject you with pure antimatter, causing you to explode and die. You are now cured.
I wish I was frozen solid, so Nyan Cat could not annoy me anymore.