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Granted. You receive a jar of meta-oxygen molecules, which chemically react with other objects the same way as oxygen molecules, except for the fact that it CREATES an oxygen molecule when it chemically interacts. You expand rapidly when you breathe it in, and then die. The meta-oxygen molecule cloud continually spreads out and kills other humans. I wish that infinity was as puny as my toe.

Granted. It's inside the moon. I wish that there was a car that I could ride into an extremely hazardous area.

Granted. Your S-two is hunted down by a monster ninja. I wish for a bigger bag of potatoes.

At least it's not a piece of metal.. Waiter! There's a plate in my soup!

Granted. By the time the training session is (inconveniently) over, people stopped using Italian music format. This has been true for a few hundred years. I wish that I was hit by a paintbrush.

Big asteroids probably can't be moved, unless you're the whackjob. Big asteroids, thus, are probably just randomly generated planetoids that are inferior to planets.

Granted. All your clocks are looking pretty... melted... I wish for molten clocks.

Granted. However, you can no longer walk on land. You end up living inside the ground, trapped there by the air. I wish I could walk on forum posts.

That's no hill! My death fortress.

Good luck going into the past. What if fusion took three times as much pressure as it does now?

Don't worry, once we take them from him, they don't exist anymore. Waiter! There's an orange in my soup!

I use Middle-Click. A giant sphere comes out of nowhere and flattens the hill. My spherical... sphere.

Granted. Consumers start believing that trackpoints were created to suck people's noses out. A giant horde of angry people with pitchforks is in front of your house. I wish that there was a company that makes stars.

Then the world would fall into anarchy, because primitive social needs. If there was no need, very little would happen, except that people would waste a lot of energy. What if the earth was made with CSG?

They would eventually create a Deep Space Kraken with all of their money. What if these what-if scenarios were more plausible?

Meh, the Grox don't use antimatter bombs, but they can be used in Spore.

The latest Unreliable Hipster Self-Publishing Magazines say that radioactive isotopes are good for you. Also explosions. Waiter! My soup is sugar-frosted!

61: When the sun wanders off into a corner of the sky.

Then pictures. And horrible troll monster rampages. What if sentences were actions?

That's our hype soup. Waiter! There's a star in my soup!

I assassinate every government official of germany, thus preventing the law from being enforced. Nobody's hill.

I think it's a bug with 64-bit version.

You might start eating dirt. What if super obsessed over rocket launching?

A giant insect eats the hill. General Rarity's collection of dirt particles inside of a giant insect. Socialist dirt particles.

I cut government funding on the military, and you are forced to sell the hill & all the weapons to me for nothing. My turret-bunker hill.