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I wish that Lad Boy would forgive my past transgressions, that I would earn his eternal gratitude,a and that he would become my humble (and I stress "humble") servant.

Granted, He moves in with his wife and three kids. The kids love playing with your dogs so much that the dogs are too tired to go through their show paces. And due to Lad Boy's eternal gratitude, they would not think of living anywhere else.

I wish Mr. Muggles got more air time on "Heroes".

Mr. Muggles is unconscious in an ICU and connected to a respirator for air.

I wish I could run to work, that is from my current home in VA which has not been, nor ever will be, encased in lucite or teleported into the Potomac to my current office in DC (also lucite and teleportation free) in less than 30 minutes.

Granted. You can now run the distance from home to work in under 30 minutes. To make sure of it, an ex-con will be chasing you in a 1973 El Camino (and really...who else would have one?), and will run you over if you should start to fall behind.


I wish I had unrestricted access to all areas of the Kennedy Space Center.

Granted: Your a cockroach, watch out for the ex-con exterminator in the beautiful 73 El Camino.

I wish I could spend my lunch hour today with Ram Boy.

Granted.

The people around you at the restaurant point and stare at the man eating lunch with a young male sheep.

I wish there had been a celebration for the fiftieth anniversary of the JSA in 1990 like there will be next year for the Legion.

Granted. Jim Shooter and Francis Manupal took over JSA, rebooting it into what in now referred to as the "Archie JLA," leaving only Rob Liefeld available for the Legion's 50th anniversary.

I do not wish that it were not untrue that the Nasty Genie would not grant my wish to have no more wishes not granted by someone other than the Nasty Genie.

Poof, you're now a mute frog. (Do NOT screw with the Genie's head before he's had his coffee)

I wish someone would decipher Lad Boy's last wish.

Granted. Al Gore is able to decipher Lad Boy's last wish. He has to live with you for 3 months to actually explain it to you.

I wish a rich handsome male model would fall in love with me.

Granted:
He moves in with his wife and three kids.


I wish my next speaking engagement were in Memphis instead of Pittsburgh.

Granted. You've been booked to speak at The National Association of People Who Hate People Who Like The Legion of Superheroes But REALLY Hate People Who Live in Washington DC Even More....Memphis Chapter. Now remember to start things off with a joke!

I wish the male model pictured above would come out of the closet and admit that he's gay.(gay-gay not gayer-than-springtime-gay)

He's both gay-gay gayer-than-springtime-gay and he's mine, all mine. Stop looking at him or I'll cut you.

I wish I were gayer-than-springtime-gay.

Granted. You are also April fresh, deep-down soft and have no static cling. You spend the rest of your life in a fabric softener commercial.

I wish I were in that fabric softener commercial with Lad Boy.

Granted. Your parts in the commercial were filmed on different days and in different cities.

Lad Boy, I thought that model was mine?


I wish Bionic Woman was a better show than it is.

Granted! The original Bionic Woman, with Lindsay Wagner, is a better show than the new one is.

I wish Captain Jack Harkness would show up at my door and carry me off to Cardiff to join him at Torchwood.

Granted, Although when you arrive, the Weevil has escaped from its cell and bites your head off. Some much for your first (and last) adventure.

I wish they would drop the romance angle in the current Dr. Who series.

Granted. The producers of Dr.Who have dropped the romance angle in favor of FABULOUS musical production numbers featuring lots of JAZZ hands.

I wish I could tap dance like a hopped up chorus girl.

You tap dance like a hopped up chorus girl -- nonstop. It impedes your . . . you know . . . capacity for dating.

I wish all the Legion Worlders who post in this thread were going to be in Pittsburgh next week.

Granted. They WERE going to be, but aren't now.

I wish I could go on the maiden voyage of the Queen Victoria in a first class suite, all expenses paid no strings attached, and the ship doesn't sink, and I have a wonderful time and I don't get arrested upon docking.

Granted, However the ship does go through a time warp and spends 50 years in the Paleolithic era. Upon docking you are taken for scientific examination.

I wish I could travel free of charge by airplane whenever I wanted to and none of the airplanes I ride on crash.

Granted, you can travel free of charge -- electrostatic charge -- that is, thanks to the new grounding system in the super safe planes that never crash.

I wish that all my wishes would be granted in the spirit I intended, and not thwarted by a Nasty Genie.

Your wishes are all granted -- to Quislet, esq.

I wish Dennis Calero would compose and post a limerick in the Limericks thread at Legionworld.net.

Granted. Dennis Calero does compose and post a limerick at 3:30 am, EDT. All legion worlders are asleep. Unfortunately, Dennis gets cold feet when he realizes that his limerick reveals which legion worlder he has a crush on. So, without anyone ever seeing his post, Dennis deletes it.

I wish someone would come up with the next wish for me, and that it would be such a fabulous wish, that people would be talking about me admiringly for weeks to come (because they had nothing better to do, apparently).

People can't stop talking about "ME" -- that's right Maine, the crisp autumn weather along the coast, the alpine skiing on ungroomed natural powder, the economy, the governor of Maine. Here on LegionWorld, Maine has become the next MLLASH.

I wish I could teleport from my house to Maine (and back again) whenever I chose to do so -- and not some godforsaken Maine backwater or urban slum, but the nice parts of Maine that one sees in calendars, and dammit, Genie, no lucite cubes or teleportation taxes, either.

Granted. When you teleport it will take approximately two months to get there during which time you will temporarily cease to exist--much like this thread.

I wish I had finished writing that novel I started all those years ago and it was published and became a bestseller.