I wish I had a lot of friends.
Granted. Your friend, who has this wicked sense of humour, seizes the opportunity to tie you up while you were taking a nap in the middle of the wonderful Yellowstone park. You wake up feeling sticky, to discover you are covered in honey. So apparently bears and ants want to be your friends now. You are so sweet.
But do not worry, your friend surely will come back. Probably.
I wish I had a chewing gum whose flavor lasted all day.
Granted. Yummy! This tastes great! The only problem is, this gum is really, really sticky. You are never able to really remove it all from your teeth. Now no matter what you eat, be it chicken or aubergines, everything tastes like bubble gum. But you eat it slowly, as it becomes harder and harder to separate your mandibles for each chew.
My wish remains the same:
I wish that future Marvel films become more like the first Spiderman trilogy by Sam Raimi (as in more fun, less silly).