Corrupt a Wish

Granted, but why stop there? I mean, you don't really need that old lawnmower or that cookbook... After such a successful garage sale, the thrill goes to your head. You start buying useless junk just to have the chance at selling it. You quit your current job to spend your days browsing hard rubbish piles. It's not a bad life, not really, but you will never again do anything else.

I wish for a pet dragon that does exactly what I say and doesn't attract the attention of the authorities.