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Post by Fire Fox on Dec 3, 2010 2:48:49 GMT -5
Granted, but you there isn't any food. (There isn't any food in that game is there?)
I wish good people (in my opinion) had the ability to trigger super-mode when needed.
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Post by Dark Shadrio DSfied on Dec 3, 2010 15:02:21 GMT -5
Granted. The "good" people kill off all of the "bad" people, and then that society gets the new group of "good" people, since the old good is the new normal. Those new "good" people kill off the new "bad" people (because they've become the new "bad" people and lose their ability) and the cycle repeats itself until there is only one person left: Me >=D. Then God kills me. I wish that Bacon wouldn't make people fatter and that it would taste EVEN better. @shadrio: Ya know, we did just find a new life form. And I don't mean a new species. You mean that arsenic-based bacteria found in the poisonous lake? If not, enlighten me via PM. |
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Post by Fire Fox on Oct 7, 2011 18:42:47 GMT -5
Granted it makes them healthy and so healthy becomes the new media norm. Meaning that being "morbidly obese" is now more socially accepted and becomes the regular for society. (We're getting close.)
I wish all fat people were jolly.
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Post by ~~~~~~~Spitfire on Oct 7, 2011 18:47:08 GMT -5
Granted, they're so happy they often dog pile skinny people.
I wish I could turn inside out.
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Post by Fire Fox on Oct 7, 2011 18:50:17 GMT -5
Granted. But you can only see inside. Oh, and if anything accidentally touches your organs that are now on the outside of your body, you die.
I wish when I wished upon a star it didn't actually matter who I was.
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Post by ~~~~~~~Spitfire on Oct 7, 2011 20:02:24 GMT -5
Granted, but wishing upon a star that previously had an identity requirement as who you currently are causes said star to supernova.
I wish I could speak in mirror. | .rorrim ni kaeps dluoc I hsiw I
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Post by Dark Shadrio DSfied on Nov 25, 2011 0:01:57 GMT -5
Granted. You are capable of speaking in mirror because the time god of time makes time around you go backwards, until you make it back to when you made that wish. Infinite cycle, and hilarity, is assured.
I wish for a which for a winch for a finch for a pinch for an inch for a itch for a twitch for a witch for a wish.
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