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Three Wishes

        This guy was walking along the beach in Malibu when he
came across this salt-encrusted piece of metal. He worked for 
an hour or so to remove the salt. Lo and behold it was a very 
old oil lamp. The guy started to buff it to remove the verdigris 
when "poof" a genie appeared.
        This genie, like all genies, was so happy to be freed of
the lamp that he granted the guy three wishes.
        "I wish to be a dollar richer than Bill Gates, " says the
guy. The genie wasn't sure who Bill Gates was until the guy told 
him to check Forbes magazine. When the genie called up Forbes from 
inside the lamp he learned that Bill Gates was indeed the richest 
man in the world.
        "Guy," the genie said, "You will forever be a dollar
richer than Bill Gates. What's your second wish."
        "Genie, I want the most expensive Porsche made: Fire
engine red, on board GPS and the finest audio system ever installed 
in an automobile."
        "That's easy, Guy," says the genie. He waves his hand and
best car anybody had ever seen pops out of the lamp. The genie then 
asks the guy for his third wish.
        The guy mulls the problem over and over. A girl-- nah,
with billions and billions of dollars he certainly had become a 
chick magnet. World peace? Only wackos want that. The guy found a 
reason not to wish for anything that came to his mind.
        "Genie," the guy said, "I can't think of anything now.
May I save the third wish for later."
        "Gee, this is most unusual. But you hold the hammer, I
can't escape from this lamp until you make a third wish. Call me 
when you're ready," and whoosh the genie disappears into the lamp.
        The guy carefully picks up the now-ever-so- valuable lamp
and places it in the trunk of the fire engine red Porsche. He turns 
the radio on to balance the sounds and makes all the other 
adjustments needed to get his great audio system customized to his 
        After that, he pulled off the beach and headed south along 
the Pacific Coast Highway. Soon he was up to 60, then 70, then 80. 
The Porsche handled perfectly. The guy was so happy that he began to 
sing along with the familiar commercial on the radio. 
        "Oh, I wish I was an Oscar-Mayer Wiener .....

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