Wish granted, bro. You make137 million after taxes on the superball, and now you're 20 again. Rand Paul wins the 2016 bid, and re-instates the draft. You are killed in combat by a sniper your first week of service. Headshot.
Ploooooooowwwwwwwie!!!!! Wish Granted.
Wish granted. You can't see your future. You can't for-see how you are going to die being stomped to death in a Circle Jerks pit by several hundred suicidals. Your face is ripped open with a piece of broken beer bottle, and you bleed out. The last words you hear spoken are, "Parade of the horribles!" That was pretty dark.
Wish granted. Now you are 20 years dumber. You lose your life savings on a poker website.
wish granted but now you're a dizzy drunk with the head spins.. You can no longer walk you are so fucked up. you are outside clutching the grass and the whole world is spinning upside down and you are vomiting everywhere.. Even out of your nostrils and you can't wait for it to end !!
Wish granted. You successfully time travel and you're granted your share of the win. You spend half of your dough on pills and blow, the other half on liquor and condoms. It was the best investments you have ever made.
I shared it with you but it was el puro cartel coca straight out Columbia . It was so high grade I tried to warn you and you said you knew, so I gave you a big pile and you under estimated it's potency and went to town on it and over did it !!
Sourced out Columbian madness. I don't even have a corruption I just wanted to say I fucking love you, bro.
Wish granted. Your toes produce the finest dank dank. One night, you are drugged and wake up in a Motel bathtub face down, and all your toes have been removed and sold on eBay. Now you walk funny.
How is that corrupting? I'd be a billionaire by the end of the week via all the opium I import.
I'm not a fan of the desert. But, money is pretty cool. Are you just here to criticize, or are you going to play the game?
