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Granted, but then one of your mates uses you computer while drunk to post retarded troll posts on this forum using your account, thus resulting in an IP ban.
I wish my 3000 word cost accounting assignment would write itself.
You'd get your uncorrupted wish, but before that wish had a chance to come true, the shooting star would crash to earth right where you're standing and flatten you into a pancake.
I wish I had the best PC in existence with massive amounts of horsepower, the very best graphics card etc.
Granted, but their little baby brains can't contemplate the function of a forum board, keyboards or even basic English, so the site simply sits unmanned.
I wish somebody would craft me real-life Daedric armour, so I could wear it to work.
Granted, but then you'd be late for work every day because donning the armor takes so long. Plus it has a lot of pointy edges and ends, and you'd constantly wound your coworkers accidentally when bumping into them. And the incessant clanking of your armor would distract your fellow employees and diminish their work output (unless you work at McDonald's, in which case you would simply cook to death slowly inside the hot metal armor while standing in front of the deep fryer). Eventually you'd be the most hated man at your workplace and get fired