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10-27-2007, 07:47 PM
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You do, but the Speed Force evens things out by making time slow down for everyone else.
I wish we had flying cars, like we were promised by all those magazine ads back in the seventies.
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10-27-2007, 08:43 PM
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We do have flying cars, but they're feral and homicidal. Plus all their radios are stuck on the "Irritatingly Overplayed Song Of The Moment" station.
I wish KatyJane's Internet connection weren't so cruddy.
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10-28-2007, 12:27 AM
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The crud is cleaned up, but in the process the lab of the scientist next door is also cleaned up, accidentally destroying the cure for cancer that he was working on.
I wish that people everywhere would agree to interchange the definitions of driveway and parkway so that we can all get on with our lives in a slightly more logical universe.
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mudshark: Nate's just being...Nate. Zeke: It comes nateurally to him. mudshark: I don't expect Nate to make sense, really -- it's just a bad idea. Sa'ar Chasm on the 5M.net forum: Sit back, relax, and revel in the insanity. Adam Savage: I reject your reality and substitute my own! Hanlon's Razor: Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity. Crow T. Robot: Oh, stop pretending there's a plot. Don't cheapen yourself further.
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10-28-2007, 02:00 AM
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The definitions get interchanged. Twice for extra convenience.
I wish I could convince Canadians that they are, in fact, Americans.
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~Bachelor of Science Marijke I'm not the devil, I just work for her. What spoon? There is no spoon. According to Zeke, it's a cat. ~NeoMatrix "Apparently we're on the wrong side. Or the right side if you like winning." ~Spike Sa'ar Chasm: Too far south you hit Belgium. catalina marina: Not in Limburg you don't.  Sa'ar Chasm: You do if you go south in the right way.
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10-28-2007, 02:26 AM
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You could, but a few letters go wrong and you actually convince them that they're Armenians.
I wish there were an eighth day of the week.
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My 5MV webpages My novel fivers list Yup “There must have been a point in early human history when it was actually advantageous to, when confronted with a difficult task, drop it altogether and go do something more fun, because I do that way too often for it to be anything but instinct.” -- Isto Combs
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10-28-2007, 03:05 AM
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There's an eighth day of the week, but God decided to be so lazy on that day, that he makes every puny human work for him. All day.
I wish I were tired so I'd be motivated to go to bed.
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~Bachelor of Science Marijke I'm not the devil, I just work for her. What spoon? There is no spoon. According to Zeke, it's a cat. ~NeoMatrix "Apparently we're on the wrong side. Or the right side if you like winning." ~Spike Sa'ar Chasm: Too far south you hit Belgium. catalina marina: Not in Limburg you don't. Sa'ar Chasm: You do if you go south in the right way.
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10-29-2007, 02:31 AM
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You're house implodes while you sleep.
I wish nothing bad would happen to this wish.
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Finally refigured out what the address to this website is.
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