Corrupt-a-Wish

[shisteer of nothing much]

Granted.

I wish that I didn't have to corrupt that wish.

[Verdauga]

Granted.

I wish that I didn't have to corrupt that wish.

Granted. You don't, but you should probably put it into the "Uncorrupt-a-circumstance" topic.
Since I have nothing to wish for, I wish I didn't have to wish not to wish for any wishes.

[Kade Rivok]

Granted, but you explode in the meantime so it doesn't make much difference.

I wish I was struck by inspiration.

[Verdauga]

Granted. As you lost consciousness you got the perfect idea for a story. When you woke up, you had forgotten it all.

I wish inspiration didn't hit you so hard.

[Kade Rivok]

Granted.  In fact, it never hit me at all -_-

I wish I controlled the weather!

[Booklover]

Granted. However, you can only control the weather in the country that's on the opposite side of the world to you.

I wish that it was a bit warmer.

[Verdauga]

Granted. However, I answered instead of Kade, who can control the weather, so your wish is corrupted.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Granted but you didn't wish for anything so it doesn't come true and a house lands on your pony.

I wish I had a cow.

[Kade Rivok]

Granted, but the house lands on that too.

I wish clouds actually came in recognizable shapes.

[Booklover]

Granted. They now always come in really rude and disgusting shapes that you don't want to look at.

I wish that there weren't as many clouds.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Granted but all the people who are sweltering hot in the Southern Hemisphere get angry and decide to chase you with pitchforks.

I wish it was colder.

[Booklover]

Granted but all the people who are sweltering hot in the Southern Hemisphere get angry and decide to chase you with pitchforks.

I wish it was colder.

I doubt they can find me. Besides, they won't be allowed pitchforks on a plane.
Granted. New Zealand now has an average temperature of -40 degrees.

I wish pitchforks didn't exist except for use by humble farmers who won't hurt anybody.

[Kade Rivok]

Granted, the people chasing you are now wielding tridents.

I wish I knew why things are the way they are and not the way they aren't.

[Booklover]

Granted. But things change, so you no longer know.

I wish I had Percy Jackson to stop the people with tridents.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Granted but Percy Jackson decides chasing you with a trident is fun and so starts doing it himself.

I wish mosquitoes didn't exist.