*ahem*

Dear Sir or Madam,
We have reviewed your request and with a heavy heart I regret to inform you that ain't going to happen.
Sincerely,
GOG Forum Members

Wish granted!

I wish for the incoming events to finally arrive at a faster pace; i can't wait!

Unfortunately, this wish can't yet be granted, as there is still an ungranted wish in the queue.

If you insist, here is a granting of the wish:

Granted: In a matter of seconds, the sun consumes its fuel and expands into a red giant, vaporizing Earth (and some of the other planets). Happy?

My previous wish still stands.

So my attempt did not meet your standards? Am I chopped fiddle? Second liver? That was a formal English reply to said request.

Don't worry about her, that's why her wishes never come true.

That's also why she's -102.

EDIT: Hey, that rhymes, I'm an ode-writer, a writer of odes.

Sounds like the beginning of a Disney song.

I wish to hear the rest.

And it will remain declined until you're nicer to people.

You can't just treat people like you do and expect them to automatically fulfill your wishes, it doesn't work like that.

If you apologise publicly to me and treat me better, I'll consider your wish.

Declined, religion is a pox on humanity and holds it back.

Granted: Saudi Arabia and the US switch places. Now the US sponsors terrorists and no longer has freedom of religion.

I wish for more 60 degree weather.

Declined.

I wish Miss Dee was nicer to me.

Granted, but you now have 60 degree weather.

I wish for more 60 degree weather.

(Again, please stop disrupting the game.)

Declined.

Once you publicly apologise for threatening to report my posts, then we can move on.

Wish granted; a black hole appears and feeds the data of everyone and everything to a parallel world. Everything vanishes from here and has a copy preserved elsewhere. After feeding it also burps.

I wish the contact with the aggressive aliens to not be as dangerous as Brexit, despite a genius' warnings and all.

Granted, your alien overlords are nice enough to use plenty of lube on a much smaller probe.

I wish that the old fossilized farts running Cuba would just retire gracefully and let younger blood take over.