Granted, someone pushes the BAN button there.
I wish that that my computer would stay at cool temperatures.
Wish granted. The demand for a McDonald's eMac is so great, it crashes the global internet.
Granted. Turns out that they were mutant chickens that survived my carbon bomb test and are going to peck you to death, then shred you to pieces and eat you.
I wish for a bottle of Radithor.
He replies to all of your posts with this:
I wish that I was the richest person on Earth.
You become rich, But then all of your money ignites itself.
I wish I was a barrel.