Wish granted. You are left in the mountains on Friday night with no food or water. The weekend is miserable. You are starved, dehydrated, cold, attacked continuously by insects, and to top it all off, a mountain lion kills you on Sunday afternoon. Your body is found by nightfall and taken back to your home.
I wish that I had a million dollars.
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Wish granted...but you are left with only $63.24 after taxes, which you are then pressured to donate to a fund that locates lost people in the mountains.