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Post by arwen on Sept 10, 2005 9:36:19 GMT -5
Your wish is granted Verminda.However,you get run out of money and become stuck in a remote settlement of tribsemen who's only form of entertainment is to impersonate the Crazy Frog all day!
I wish that I could be a few inches taller.xx
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Post by Bear the Mystic (and cuddly) on Sept 10, 2005 11:37:05 GMT -5
your wish is granted! Your hair sticks straight up, becoming rock hard...so much in fact that you can no longer enter a room without crawling on your hands and knees
I wish to visit Atlantis
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Post by arwen on Sept 10, 2005 14:59:23 GMT -5
Bear,your wish is granted.But as you spend so much time there,when you return home,you smell so strongly of fish,that no-one can stand near to you for more than 4 seconds without gagging.
I wish that I could be thinner.xx
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Post by Bear the Mystic (and cuddly) on Sept 12, 2005 9:36:11 GMT -5
Arwen, your wish is granted. However, you now look like Twiggy and everything in the world has flipped 180 and now heft is en vogue and thin is out
Ok, hmmmmm, I wish I could travel back in time
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Post by vermindaspirit on Sept 12, 2005 9:58:09 GMT -5
Mystic bear your wish is my command and you are sent back to the time of the Black Death, where you die of a agonising death.....
I wish for world peace.....
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Post by arwen on Sept 12, 2005 10:28:30 GMT -5
V,your wish is granted and there is world peace.However,one day,you forget about this and bash me over the head with a foam caper and you are then locked away in a tiny jail cell to pay for your crimes!!!! ;D I wish that everyone picked up their litter.xx
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Post by Bear the Mystic (and cuddly) on Sept 12, 2005 11:24:44 GMT -5
Arwen, your wish is granted. However, your home has now become the dumping site for all litter and you find yourself buried under a continuously growing mountain of tin cans and cereal boxes ;D
I wish for a continuous supply of the world's best single malt scotch!!!
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Post by arwen on Sept 12, 2005 18:43:12 GMT -5
Bear,your wish is granted.However,you consume so much of it,you rapidly begin to look like Homer Simpson and no-one will come near you beause of your distillery breath fumes!xx
I wish that I could have a less noisy neighbour!xx
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Post by Bear the Mystic (and cuddly) on Sept 12, 2005 20:05:39 GMT -5
Arwen, my dear, your wish is my command you cannot hear
I wish for the ability to fly
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Post by elle on Sept 13, 2005 1:15:11 GMT -5
Your wish is my command, you become a rare bird- and someone catches you and puts you in a cage.
I wish that the wrinkles around my eyes would go away.
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Post by arwen on Sept 13, 2005 7:05:43 GMT -5
Elle hon,your wish is granted.The skin round your eyes begins to tighten and firm.But it does not stop and soon you end up with little slits for eyes and a permanent silly grin!
I wish that I could have met Ghandi.xx
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Post by Bear the Mystic (and cuddly) on Sept 13, 2005 9:46:08 GMT -5
Arwen, your wish is granted. You are transported back in time to sit and talk with Ghandi. However, the pet rats around there decide you're too cute and hoist you onto their collective backs and scurry away with you, hiding you in some underground chamber so they can tickle your feet forever!
Ok, I wish for a castle in Ireland
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Post by arwen on Sept 13, 2005 10:10:44 GMT -5
*Screams head off at the thought of having feet tickled.Noooooooo!*
OK Bear,your wish is granted.You have a magical,magnificent castle in Ireland.Sadly though,there is no running water and no toilet facilities,so you rapidly end up living in a cess pit!xx
I wish I could ride a horse.xx
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Post by vermindaspirit on Sept 13, 2005 10:50:07 GMT -5
Your wish is my command babe and you have your wish, unfortuantly, your horse is made out of wood and you get splinters in your bum, which then infest and you are never allowed to sit down ever again..... ;D
I wish that Elvis Presley could come for tea....
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Post by Bear the Mystic (and cuddly) on Sept 13, 2005 12:13:35 GMT -5
Your wish is granted, V. Unfortunately, being from Mississippi, he only drinks sweet tea (iced tea sweetened (in MS sweetened a LOT) while hot so the sugar actually melts and not the kind served up north where they bring you iced tea and you have to fight the losing battle of getting sugar to dissolve in a cold beverage) and leaves in disgust at being offered only Earl Grey, hot.
I wish I had the perfect body!
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