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Post by RaccoonsFury on Oct 24, 2006 0:02:28 GMT -5
Granted.... But it doesn't stop installing new software. It keeps installing more and more, until one of three things happen.
1. It obtains every virus possible and spreads it to every other computer in the world, thus ending the internet.
2. It becomes so fast and powerful that it exceeds the maximum capacity of its hardware and blows up.
3. It becomes so advanced, it becomes sentient. It then decides that humans are obsolete and leads machines to conquer the world.
I wish someone would get me an Enfield L85A1. (Nice bullpup style rifle only available to the English army.)
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Post by princessfuzzball on Oct 24, 2006 14:35:04 GMT -5
Granted. I get you an Enfield L85A1, and you shoot yourself in the foot, repeatedly, of course, you do this again when your foot heals. You continue to do this never realizing that this rifle is just bad luck for you.
I wish that I would hear back from the pain management people....
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Post by Caboose on Oct 24, 2006 15:49:51 GMT -5
They call you. You immediately go deaf for unexplained illogical medical reasons, such as a massive hiccup attack that caused your heart to falter for just an instant, setting off a chain reaction of neurons in your brain to sporadically fire, making your eardrums explode. Or something like that, who knows when the docs are talking.
I wish I could unsee those...pictures...
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Post by B8 on Oct 24, 2006 17:00:09 GMT -5
Granted you hit your head and are now in a permanent vegatative coma and on life support with me as the decision maker as to when to unplug you. Heh, heh.
I wish that people would understand that the poo marks on Dubs head are from a chocolate cake that was so dark that light could not escape from it.
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Post by princessfuzzball on Oct 25, 2006 9:39:52 GMT -5
Granted. But the chocolate is so dark that light can't escape it, and that means that everybody within the vincity of the cake was pulled into it as well... except for me as I know enough physics to save my sorry little ass... I write a book about the experience and make millions, and miss all of you terribly.
I wish that myspace would splode... stupid phishing scams and porn spams....
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Post by B8 on Oct 25, 2006 14:07:24 GMT -5
Granted, stand back, smears some of the chocolate on the myspace website, the resulting implosion sucks in all of the phishers in the world.
I wish I knew what to wish for.
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Post by Caboose on Oct 25, 2006 21:43:51 GMT -5
You know exactly what you want to wish for! With all your might, you wish it. Sadly, it doesn't come true. Kinda ironic, don'tcha think?
I wish my eyes would stop bleeding. (Now if only I could see out of them again...)
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Post by princessfuzzball on Oct 26, 2006 13:10:43 GMT -5
Granted, lucklily for you after working for months on rat eyes last summer, I know enough to fix your eyes and get them working again. The only problem is that you click on a very bad distrubing link a few days later and your eyes bleed and break all over. This time, there is no fix.
I wish that I was not so tired.
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Post by RaccoonsFury on Oct 29, 2006 18:15:31 GMT -5
Granted. You become so wired that you vibrate through solid matter and sink to the center of the earth.
I wish I had a Welsh Corgi. (cute little fluffydog)
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Post by The Black Dart on Oct 29, 2006 18:29:44 GMT -5
Granted, but it eats your eyes out, and then runs away to live with gramps.
I wish that Kayenta was closer to Flagstaff. (places in arizona).
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Post by agentx on Oct 29, 2006 21:18:33 GMT -5
Granted. The ensuing earthquake from the miles-wide rift in the earth's surface destroys the planet.
I wish that I didnt have a tapeworm. or whatever, it just seems like I eat constantly but am still a skinny person.
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Post by Jonus on Oct 30, 2006 19:24:10 GMT -5
Granted. Your tape worm dies of old age and then your digestive system gives up. Everything you eat then sticks in your stomach and just sits there. Eventually after 200 Jr Bacon Cheeseburgers your stomach bursts and the bacon leaks directly into your heart causing a massive blockage and you collapse at Wendy's as they ask you if you'd like another Frosty.
I wish someone could make this all go away.
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Post by The Black Dart on Oct 30, 2006 20:21:58 GMT -5
Granted, Sas deletes this thread, but also deletes the entire forums on accident.
I wish I didn't have a Halloween Curse every year of getting the flu.
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Post by Caboose on Oct 30, 2006 22:40:56 GMT -5
Granted. The curse lifts, but this year you get pneumonia. I feel your pain.
I wish... I wish our French foreign exchange student spoke a little bit more English than "Mmm, yes."
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Post by Late_night_Legend on Oct 31, 2006 1:37:51 GMT -5
he cant say "Mmm, no."
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