It turns out the party was actually your funeral, but everyone was having a great time. I wish that Simon was an element on the Powder Toy.
You are a peanut jelly and spaghetti sandwhich. (I actually saw someone with this once.)
I wish I was able to survive absolute zero temperatures.
You survive, But you are frozen solid.
I wish for a sandwich, Not to be one.
Granted, I give you a delicious Radium sandwhich. I wish that PacBrads glue would glue his mouth shut.