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**snurl**

Granted. Through a wild turn of events, you wind up with the brain of a fly. No one notices, they seem to think you just have a buzz.......

I wish for a bigger shotgun.

**master of ordinance**

You get a Dreadnought sized shotgun. Such a pity you cant even lift the cartridges.

I wish for a slappyfish joke.

**mudhutman222**

Granted. Why did the slappyfish cross the road?
To slap you.
I wish to own a zebra.

**Malcador**

Granted! It's a Zargon Zebra, Zargon will hunt you until he gets it back.

I wish for a crusty towel.

**KommissarKiln**

Granted, you found it at an archaeological dig site.

I wish to play "Sir, You Are Being Hunted"

**snurl**

Granted. You hear a noise behind you and when you turn to look you are slapped offside the head by a large tuna, weilded by a hunter.

I wish The Walking Dead wasn't over for the season yet.

**PredaKhaine**

Granted - it continues, but the writers leave and are replaced by the team who made twilight.
Enjoy all the new non-people eating zombies who are full of teenage angst. Oh, and just for good measure, they sparkle too.

I wish for the power to kill a yak from 500yds with mind bullets.

**master of ordinance**

Granted. But the usage of this ability will start the SlappyTuna apocalypse. Good luck.

I wish for the twilight desighners to be half competent

**snurl**

Granted. They all leave the franchise for better jobs elsewhere, and are replaced by even sillier writers.

I wish WD had some real content instead of just ads.

**KommissarKiln**

Granted-- there are pages dedicated to simply demanding money so GW execs can give themselves a raise. It's not an ad because you don't even receive anything in return for your payment.

I wish for whoever replies to this post to live a long, prosperous life. It may involve Tyranids

**snurl**

Granted. I live a long prosperous life while you are eaten by Tyranids.

I wish the new special edition White Dwarf did not cost $35.00.

**PredaKhaine**

Granted, it now costs $10 but everytime you try to read it you get beaten by slappyfish unmercifully.

I wish for my outstanding birthday presents to arrive - seriously it was october!
Stupid online transformer selling shop...

**Malcador**

Granted! It's made out of paper....

I wish for more paper.

**PredaKhaine**

Granted, you get more paper and you get papercuts everywhere...Literally Everywhere.
Then you get dropped in a bath of salt and vinegar.
Then you get covered in bees.
Then rubbbed down with sandpaper.
Then put back in the bath.
Then some more bees.These bees are used to attract japanese hornets.

I wish for the hornets to be attracted to the smell of vinegar and salt as well.

**master of ordinance**

Granted. But you fall in a vat of salt and vinegar mix. Good luck.

I wish for a small kitten

**snurl**

Granted. You get a small kitten. But you step on it and kill it while trying to avoid Japanese hornet attacks.

I wish for a warm jacket.

**sierra 1247**

Granted, it is lined with promethium and every time you put it on it ignites and you start to notice a lot of pain and the smell of bacon coming from your back.

I wish for a BSA boxlock :3

**snurl**

Granted. After the first time you fire it, it ejects shells straight into your face. No amount of ducking or hiding will ever keep this from happening.

**master of ordinance**

No wish. You are squished in place of my kitten, which is now alive. Then Hornets sting you. Then you are slapped by a mob armed with slappyfish.

I wish for a small bottle of human male pheromes

**PredaKhaine**

Granted - you attract all the human males, armed with slappyfish. Then they cover you in bees and shoot your kitten while slapping you with fish.

I wish for a good game tonight of warhammer 40k tonight which will be completed in a timely manner (7pm till 10:30pm) and which will be a laugh with a friendly opponent. with no xenos.

**sierra 1247**

snurl wrote:
Granted. After the first time you fire it, it ejects shells straight into your face. No amount of ducking or hiding will ever keep this from happening.

Better than having no ejector at all eh?

Granted, the game goes to plan perfectly but when you begin to pack up after the game you drop your army case and your opponent drop kicks it across the romm, smashing everything inside it.

I wish for some irn bru

**mudhutman222**

Granted. With extra cyanide.
I wish for a cure to cancer.

**sierra 1247**

Granted, but now cancer is no longer a problem and there is a new disease that takes cancers place...

I wish for the slappyfish to return to destroy things

**KommissarKiln**

Granted, but after many shenanigans, shouts of: "IT'S A TRAP!" and a Super Slappyfish Destroyer blows up, the Rebellion fighting the Slappyfish Empire finally also destroy the Death Slappyfish, with the weird Saturn ring and everything.

I wish for Sly Marbo to come to current day and set these American politicians straight.

**snurl**

Granted. He is pummeled with slappyfish before he can do any good.

I wish for a belt-fed weapon.

**master of ordinance**

Granted. But you load a shell wrong and the weapon misfires catastrophically, propelling you into a dimension filled with slappyfish and killer hornets.

I wish people would stop picking on my kitten

**PredaKhaine**

Granted - your kitten has now grown into an 80ft tall behemoth and gone on the rampage. But no ones picking on it

enjoy your new life as a chew toy.

I wish to know how 'what does the fox say' has appeared in my cosy little world again. It was bad enough the first time...

**snurl**

Granted. Your Kitten is beautified by the Catholic church and achieves sainthood. You only get to see it when it comes out on the balcony.

I wish my outdoor cat did not hate my indoor cat.

**KommissarKiln**

PredaKhaine wrote:
Granted - your kitten has now grown into an 80ft tall behemoth and gone on the rampage. But no ones picking on it
enjoy your new life as a chew toy.

I wish to know how 'what does the fox say' has appeared in my cosy little world again. It was bad enough the first time...

Granted. It was Tzeentch. Just as planned.
He will strike again, relatively soon.

To Snurl-- granted, your cats love each other. You now have 30 kittens to take care of as well.

I wish I had a location to paint my models while my basement is being finished.

**snurl**

Granted. But your paint pots keep rolling off the roof.

I wish to find room for more terrain.