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The Genie Grants You a Wish. What Is It?

Well, first it is a wish for endless wishes.

I mean, come on.

That is the obvious answer. If the genie is dumb enough to offer you one wish, why would you waste it on just one?

Next, I guess, on a lark, like George Costanza, I would want to be Buck Naked and become an adult-film star.

Since George and I have something in common, namely being chubby, balding guys who probably weren’t exactly the first choice for the cover of GQ, that would have to be one hell of a wish.

Otherwise, we’d end up in some very strange and highly specialized category.

And nobody wants to explain that search history.

But seriously, I wouldn’t wish for money, fame, or immortality.

I’ve never understood the fascination with immortality anyway. Imagine having to listen to the same people complain for 500 years.

No thanks.

What I really want is much simpler.

I want to eat whatever the hell I want, have perfect health and perfect blood tests, and maintain the body of Adonis.

That’s it.

I am already happier than a naked schoolboy roaming the countryside.

I just need the body.

Apparently, even a genie has limits.