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Post by B8 on Nov 30, 2006 9:56:39 GMT -5
Granted you have a photographic memory but Dubious is the only one who can develop the film. Since you covered him in warts he decides to use Photoshop on all of the negatives. You will never know fact from fiction again.
I wish that Dubious was safe from the mischief of Chu Chu.
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Post by princessfuzzball on Dec 1, 2006 11:25:22 GMT -5
Granted, Dubious is safe from the mischief of Chu Chu, but is not sfe from the mischef of Amy. She pulls a prank that is so disasterous, it nearly kills Dubious, and now he is in a coma, in the ICU.
I wish it wasn't below freezing right now.
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Post by agentx on Dec 3, 2006 12:12:05 GMT -5
Granted. It is now 1 degree celcius. Hooray!
I wish that someone would make my wish for me
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Post by B8 on Dec 3, 2006 20:22:38 GMT -5
Granted but since I do not know you well all you get is one peanut made from pressed peanut floor sweepings.
I wish that the next person to grant my wish be stuck with the next riddle in the dark.
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Post by RaccoonsFury on Dec 3, 2006 22:09:52 GMT -5
Granted. However, I can't think of one. The resulting pause kills the thread.
I wish I had more delicious beef jerky.
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Post by RaccoonsFury on Dec 3, 2006 22:10:50 GMT -5
I win post 350! *dance*
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Post by Chu-Chu on Dec 4, 2006 9:52:52 GMT -5
Granted, but it is poisoned and you die.
I wish B8 would post a riddle already.
~Chu
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Post by princessfuzzball on Dec 4, 2006 12:42:04 GMT -5
Granted, but it is of poor quality and kills the thread. The sheer shock of his posting a riddle scares you so much that you hide under your bed for a week.
I wish that it was not 45 degrees in here right now, and instead 72.
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Post by B8 on Dec 4, 2006 14:17:47 GMT -5
Granted but the only way to increase the temperature is to call the village health department who fine the landlord $500.00 for not keeping the temperature up to 65 degrees F.
I wish that Chu Chu would get off of my case about posting a riddle as the one I posted no one got. And that riddle was my best effort at original work.
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Post by princessfuzzball on Dec 5, 2006 12:46:37 GMT -5
Granted. He gets off of your case and instead calls you at all hours of the day asking when you would post a GOOD riddle. His calling you all the time gets you so mad that you disconnect the phone service, and lose your DSL. Then, you become cataonic at the thought of never being able to internet at home again.
I wish that I was more awake, alert and coherent.
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Post by Chu-Chu on Dec 5, 2006 14:50:18 GMT -5
Granted! But it's now 3:00AM.
I wish Virginia would get the telephone pole taken out of her..... *ahem* yeah, you know where that one is going.
~Chu
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Post by princessfuzzball on Dec 6, 2006 12:53:30 GMT -5
Granted. It is extracted, and inserted into your font yard. It's large and covered with smelly brown stuff. 'nuff said.
I wish that the washing machine wasn't broken.
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Post by agentx on Dec 7, 2006 10:57:05 GMT -5
Granted. You get to enjoy the exciting realm of washing things in a washing machine. (I consider that corrupt, I don't know about you)
I wish that it was summer again.
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Post by Chu-Chu on Dec 7, 2006 11:54:23 GMT -5
Granted, but you sleep from now until then, luckily you are found before you die of starvation/thirst, and are put into a hospital and are in a coma. Your muscles Atrophe (sp) and you have years of therapy to go through before you can function on your own again.
I wish people would stop calling me and let me get my work done!
~Chu
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Post by princessfuzzball on Dec 7, 2006 13:20:59 GMT -5
Granted. You miss the call that the building is on fire. Apparenlty your BOD dosen't think that it's a good idea to spend 5 bucks on a new doorknob, so you pass out from the smoke but are luckily rescued by the firefighters. This near death experience makes you miss going to Chicago this weekend.
I wish that the tendon on the head of my right bicep would stop being all inflamed and painful, it's been EIGHT freaking months allready!
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