Three Wishes

When I was a little kid I used to tell my Mom to make me a sandwich.

She would say, "Poof! You're a sandwich."

Now I'm waiting to buy a car until I'm satisfied with green technology.

The moral of this tale is Be careful what you wish for. You only get THREE wishes.

At this rate you'd have to use the third to undo the previous two that left you a sandwich driving a pollen painted car.

You should wish for a really hot bicycle, er a cool one, how about just a bicycle! Pedal, pedal, pedal....