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Granted, but now its 1972 and you aren't around to appreciate it.

I wish i was born in 1995.

Granted. It means you start Dwarves in the long period where GW ignores them.

I wish people would get their ww2 15mm fix playing Battlegroup and PBI instead of Flame$ of war.

Granted. They do, but all you play is Bolt Action.

I wish more people played Bolt Action.

Granted, but most of them are 10 year olds proxying badly painted and assembled Space Marines and constantly complaining about how the game is boring compared to 40k.

I wish Games Workshop would pull it's head out of it's ass.

Granted, but then they put their head in your arse.

I wish for a set of model color paints.

Granted. It's for this model.



I wish I had the above model.

You have that model, but it's life-size and alive.

I wish that GW would answer a few pressing questions about Space Marines . . .

Granted. GW releases "Everything You Want to Know about Space Marines" in hardcover for $55 bucks a pop and it sells out instantly. Before you know about it. And it raises a whole crop of new questions and contradicts all established meta.

I wish I got to go to the Tuquan Glen more often.

Granted, but then you find Taquan Glen is now in Cthulhu's realm.

I wish to watch a Macha/Taldeer/Caerys threesome.

Granted. But your eyes are required as payment in advance.

I wish i knew where those bits went.

Granted, they went up your arse.

I wish for Eyeless sight.

Granted, but all you see is nightray vision

I wish I could be the funniest man on earth

Granted. Everybody thinks yo funny. The police keep picking you up for acting funny, parents keep their children away from you.

I wish to make some 'smores.

Granted, You only get half the ingredients to work with.

I wish for another field test.

Granted It's really hard and the penalty for not passing is death.

I wish for ch-ch-changes.

Granted. You get some changes. You live in a maze and a babysitter is looking for you.

I wish for some new good music.

Granted. One Direction Live from Way on back in the deep caves USA.


I wish the ork codex was this week. Stop the tease GW!!

Granted.. the Ork Cheerleader is now mandatory.

I wish for some damn fine coffee and some pie
.

Granted. But you must climb Twin Peaks to get one, then the other. And the coffee is cold by the time you get there.

I wish GW never releases another Codex until they get it absolutely right.

Granted but you have to buy all new models.

I wish I were a Space Wolf.

Granted. You are half painted and thrown into a dark box, then banged about after endless days of nothingness, only to be dumped on a game table, forced to fight, then casually tossed back in the box. This goes on for years until you are sold at a car boot and taken to a strange place, where you are melted down and molded into fishing sinkers.

I wish the coffee here had some kick to it, as well as some flavor.

granted, but it kicks you into a well whilst shooting at you something about Coffee.

I wish I wrote the song "The Bewlay Brothers"

 snurl wrote:
You are in a maze and a caretaker is looking for you.

I think this is what you want to say

Granted. You wrote the song "The Bewlay Brothers". You can't remember it or where you put it.

I wish for more bullets.

Granted. You receive a large shipment of ammo, followed by an arrest for illegal arms dealing. Your cellmate is a large Ork who is pissed off because someone stole his bitz.

I wish for a moderate amount of chocolate.

Granted. You can't reach it.

I wish for more cats.

Granted, but then the vents of Dwarf Fortress come true in regards to cats.

I wish I could understand how to play Dwarf Fortress.

You can, but sadly are just a disembodied head.

I wish to post this comment.

You post the comment, just to find that 5 seconds later, a Dakka Mod comes and locks this thread.

I wish that there was a fifth Chaos God.

There is, but he has to spend the weekends alteenating between the other chaos god's houses.

I wish helping people move was not such a chore.

Granted, you are brainwashed to think it's great fun. People abuse this and make you do all the work and get you to help random strangers. You spend the rest of your life helping people move allday everyday and are paid in rotting clams.

I wish for a rocket pig and enough ammo to learn to play it as an instrument as a master musician.