Granted,your leg goes numb,necrosis sets in and it needs to be amputated.You turn to drink due to the stress of ghost limb syndrome and spend your days at the park ranting at passing joggers.GRANTED! All life ceases to exist.
I wish my leg would stop hurting.
I wish I won a Ferrari.
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Granted, but after the amputation your leg itches... AND YOU CAN'T SCRATCH THE PHANTOM LIMB!!!
I wish I could retire comfortably.
Granted,but one day after retirement you get involved in a shootout between an aging and sassy cop,his partner,who is a loose cannon and a group of bankrobbers.You die in the street while a car explodes behind you.