WISH CORRUPTER!!!!! 2.0

Started by LadyKaren, February 07, 2008, 06:08:22 PM

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K&K4ever

Granted, but now you have to go to college

I wish people were more understanding
The sun was raising up above the high
and dense entangled spider's web.  The dew
was dripping from the silky strings and down
through canopy to underbrush.  It splashed
the puddle making one more fountain spring.

Gatsby

(I'm more or less already in college right now. I'm taking college classes with my high school.)

Granted, but now everyone is so understanding it's annoting.

I wish my mini cold went away.

K&K4ever

granted, but now it's replaised with a bigger cold

I wish that my face didn't hurt
The sun was raising up above the high
and dense entangled spider's web.  The dew
was dripping from the silky strings and down
through canopy to underbrush.  It splashed
the puddle making one more fountain spring.

Gatsby

Granted, you have no head. o_O

I wish I wasn't tired.

K&K4ever

Granted, you are so alert and awake, you stay up all night bouncing off the walls

I wish I had my own camera
The sun was raising up above the high
and dense entangled spider's web.  The dew
was dripping from the silky strings and down
through canopy to underbrush.  It splashed
the puddle making one more fountain spring.

Runewitt

Granted, but it's a 35 mm one and you have no film.

i wish it hadnt taken so long to lay the carpet tongiht.
Brevity is the soul of Wit.
Confusion is the soul of Runewitt.

talu-chan

Granted, but you still didn't get to do anything.

I wish that the rain wouldn't stop
These violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which, as they kiss, consume.

Runewitt

granted. but now you have to tear down your house to build an ark

i wish i had a few extra thousand dollars.
Brevity is the soul of Wit.
Confusion is the soul of Runewitt.

talu-chan

Granted but you get arrested for robbing a bank

I wish I didn't get in a car accident.
These violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which, as they kiss, consume.

Runewitt

granted, but someone close to you did.

i wish i was more photogenic.
Brevity is the soul of Wit.
Confusion is the soul of Runewitt.

K&K4ever

Granted, you're a still life

I wish I hadn't been ninjaed just now
The sun was raising up above the high
and dense entangled spider's web.  The dew
was dripping from the silky strings and down
through canopy to underbrush.  It splashed
the puddle making one more fountain spring.

Runewitt

granted. you suffered a random log-out instead.

i wish i had moar deathnote.
Brevity is the soul of Wit.
Confusion is the soul of Runewitt.

K&K4ever

granted, but it's in French

I wish I had less pimples . . . even better, no pimples at all
The sun was raising up above the high
and dense entangled spider's web.  The dew
was dripping from the silky strings and down
through canopy to underbrush.  It splashed
the puddle making one more fountain spring.

Runewitt

ganted, you're all hairy instead.

i wish we had a few more good lightbulbs.
Brevity is the soul of Wit.
Confusion is the soul of Runewitt.

K&K4ever

Granted, but then they burn out instantly

I wish my back didn't hurt
The sun was raising up above the high
and dense entangled spider's web.  The dew
was dripping from the silky strings and down
through canopy to underbrush.  It splashed
the puddle making one more fountain spring.

Runewitt

granted, you are paralyzed from the neck down

i wish my neck didnt hurt.
Brevity is the soul of Wit.
Confusion is the soul of Runewitt.

K&K4ever

Granted, your head hurts

I wish people didn't smoke
The sun was raising up above the high
and dense entangled spider's web.  The dew
was dripping from the silky strings and down
through canopy to underbrush.  It splashed
the puddle making one more fountain spring.

talu-chan

granted but you start smoking

I wish that i didn't have to fiddle with things
These violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which, as they kiss, consume.

Runewitt

Granted. things fiddle with you.

I wish my mom would do her share of the work without complaining.
Brevity is the soul of Wit.
Confusion is the soul of Runewitt.

talu-chan

granted but the only reason you can't hear her complain is because you went deaf

I wish that I could get a new kidney.
These violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which, as they kiss, consume.