The Buckets by Greg Cravens for June 23, 2016

I’d use the second one to get the arm back

Reminds me of the story of the guy who was given three wishes by a genie. The genie said “Ok, what’s your third wish?” The guy says “wait a minute. I thought I was supposed to get three wishes.” The genie said “you did. And the first one was so disastrous that you used your second one to undo the first one and put everything back the way it was. And now I hope you don’t waste your last one wishing for the same thing you wasted your first one on.”

My second wish would be to have my 12 year old eyes back and the third to have my 20 year old skeleton back. I just have to figure out how to phrase those wishes so they didn’t appear in a pile on the floor in front of me.

Yeah, phrasing is everything when it comes to wishes. :o)

I see.

I’d give my right arm to be ambidextrous.

“I wish for my poor dead son, killed in that horrible factory accident 10 days ago, to come back to life.”“Knock, knock, knock…”- “The Monkey’s Paw”

I love the smirk on Toby’s face!

xxx

Yeah, that’s the old “Monkey’s Paw” school of wishing.

Dr. Doofenshmirtz does a great monologue about Jeanies, pondering what benefit do they get out of twisting everyone’s wish around to screw them?