Once I met a Ginny with three wishes. I started naming them. But then we talked:
G: “What makes you think I will grant any of those?”
J: “Coz I’ve been a very good boy.”
G: “I’m not Santa Claus.”
J: “I’ve set you free.”
G: “But you are not sincere.”
J: “Because that’s they way the story goes.”
G: “Then I’ll give you the power to change!”
J: What’s your name, anw?”
G: “Thoughts!