Wish For Unlimited Fish And Chips

Pop culture has shown us that wishes can be tricky things. Often, they seem to have unintended consequences buried in wishing-language loopholes. The results are both hilarious and lethal. Pausing, your eyes closed and face to the sky, seeking inspiration, you reflect deeply upon your inner-self and try to select the one wish that is to be your reward for saving the entire hobo race. Like an arrow from the bow of the Gods, inspiration strikes you straight in the heart. Careful to allow no room for misinterpretation, you inform the hobo king of your fondest desire: “My Lord, I wish for unlimited fish and chips.”

The king laughs heartily: “Truly, you are the greatest knight the hobo kingdom has ever seen. You think like a true hobo! No longer will you feed thineself by dumpster, can, or castaway crust. Your wish is granted, good sir, reach into your pockets and withdraw a flavorful feast.”

With trepidation, you reach into your filthy tunic. At first you feel nothing but stiff cloth, but digging deeper your hand encounters spongy warmth. Clasping the mysterious heat, you withdraw your hand and gasp at the marvel contained therein. From an empty tunic, you have produced a perfectly fried fillet of Haddock and two golden French fries. “It’s deliciousssssss!” you yell after biting the golden batter, pumping your fistful of fish in the air. You shovel handfuls of food out into the massed gathering of hobos – they cry in gratitude. Tired, but satisfied, you look out upon the well-fed crowd and a thought begins to grow in your head – like a dandelion on a well-manicured lawn. Why, with this power I could change the world forever, you think. I know now what my purpose is…

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