Granted. You have infinite money, but you are now hated by everyone and everything. Birds go out of their way to sh*t on you and tree branches fall on your house. Stuff like that. I wish I was smarter.
Granted, you understand all the problems in socity and go insane I wish rainbow looked like a tank Yes I take inspiration from whatever's playing on EPR when I type
She does now, but the series becomes a gritty reboot named "my little warfare: love and kindness no more" I wish my voice wasn't so deep...
Granted. You now have a voice with an average register, but it is nasally and reedy. I wish for a can of Dr. Pepper.
Granted. You have to share with a small army of four year old's who eat over the plate and double dip. I wish for a tuner.
Granted. You can no longer sleep nor need it, but there is an overwhelming desire to sleep now. I wish for a screwdriver.