Wishmaster

Wishmaster 2 is my favorite film. But I don’t see why the genie always has to be such a smart ass. Like, if you tell the genie that you wish to be able to fly, the son of a bitch will form a smirk and ask, “Are you sure about that?” And you’ll be like, “I’m sure.” And he’ll say, “As you wish,” and then turn you into a bat. You’re like, “Thanks, dude. You got me. But please try and be less of a smart ass about things.” Cause now you have to waste a wish on getting back to being a human. And if you’re not careful, the tricky Genie will be like, “Poof,” and turn you into Gary Coleman and he’ll say, “You didn’t specify what human.” Now you got one wish left, and you tell that son of a bitch as specific as possible: “Turn me back into myself. Just as I was before I wished to fly, just the same, except for give me a huger cock.” And poof. Any number of problems could occur. It’s open to the genie’s interpretation, which if you rubbed a lamp which housed a genie who’s anything like the one in Wishmaster 2, you’re going to be pecked to death by a giant chicken.