Granted! You take it upon yourself to personally assassinate both candidates during a convention freeing up your choices... until you get locked up for life and can no longer vote.
I wish I could eat dogs for dinner legally in the US
Granted! Everyone has no mouths, except for you. The world then adapts and now they see you as a freak and throw you in a monkey suit for testing at area 51.
I wish that I wouldn't make mistakes when coding my damn games!
Granted! Because you make no mistakes, you also never learn from them so your games are as bland as they get... as one reporter states who played one of your recent games, "another soulless money grab churned out from gutter trash and disguised as an actual game."
I wish I could go in a hyperbolic time chamber and learn martial arts for an entire year, or expert coding, one or the other.