Let's have some fun here! This is called the Corrupted Wishes Game. Here's how it goes:

You begin by granting the wish of the person who posted before you. However, you need to corrupt his/her wish by giving a really bad consequence.

For example

Person 1:
I wish I was ten feet tall.

Person 2:
Granted. You grew to be ten feet tall, and your head smashed through the roof.
I wish for a pet monkey.

And it goes on and on and on. Think of this as a creativity exercise. The corrupted wishes and their consequences should be as funny/absurd/whatever as possible. Let me start.

I wish I have ten million dollars.

Sleep, those little slices of death; Oh how I loathe them.
-Edgar Allan Poe

Granted. You won ten million dollars, but the government took nearly half of it for income taxes.

I wish I could get some sleep.

Granted. You fall asleep but are plagued by nightmares of large spiders who can knit and talk like Shakespeare. They take over your dream world, and you awake the next day after a long dream at 7:30... at night.

I wish for an infinite amount of wishes. Ha! Curse that one!

To be, or not to be....
You get the idea.
And read Just a Puddle, too. (See my profile content)
I'm happy. I'm crazy. I'm friendly. I'm Timmy. So be it.

Granted. Your infinite wishes are misquoted however, since the diety granting them is hard of hearing. You are now the now the proud of owner of unlimited fishes.

I wish I could speak every language.

Granted. You can now speak any language, even the animals' and the plants'. You get tired of listening to ants everyday, talking about how they want to get some rest from their work. And the bedbugs wake you up with their, "Hey, you. I have a joke."

I wish for a wish that is not corrupted.

Sleep, those little slices of death; Oh how I loathe them.
-Edgar Allan Poe

Granted, but now by it not being corrupted it will not turn out badly, losing any sort of humor people look for in this game. Boring.

I wish I could be the best tap dancer of them all.

Granted. In your quest to become the greatest tap dancer, however, you sell your soul to the devil and become a hellish entity trapped in the Seventh Circle, dancing for eternity with nothing on but your shoes. (Hawt)

I wish I could fly.

To be, or not to be....
You get the idea.
And read Just a Puddle, too. (See my profile content)
I'm happy. I'm crazy. I'm friendly. I'm Timmy. So be it.

Granted. Abusing your newfound powers, you take much time out of your evening to spy on single mothers and nubile teens changing. This leads to your ultimate arrest, and spending the next few months hovering near the ceiling of your prison cell to avoid *ahem* unpleasant happenings.

I wish I could make anyone my friend just by talking to them.

Granted. You have now made an excellent friend by simply talking to them. However, this friend of yours seems to have odd habits. In fact, it's not even human at all. It seems to like to cling onto your left leg at any given moment in order to show it's love. The creature from another planet loved your conversation so much, and never wants to leave your side. Not even a spaceship could take it away from you!

I wish I was taller

Granted. But soon the amount of friends you amass is overwhelming. Many of them demand a lot of attention from you, but your ever increasing roster brought on by every "howdy do" makes this impossible to achieve. This forces you into an eternal silence to stop what seems to be no end. Your large mob of friends: postman, locksmiths, hobos, gun-shop managers, etc. soon turn into an angry mob of dissatisfied and unappreciated friends. They savagely beat you to death. It is then topped off by a single-file line of each said friend taking turns defecating on your dead corpse. Due to popular consensus, your death follows a unanimous agreement that you were a terrible friend and better off dead; amongst the group includes your own mother.

(Aimed at Manman of which at the time was the last post but Mystic seemed to have posted a reply while I was writing this. The eerie thing is we both requested to be taller).

I wish I was two centimeters taller.