"I wish I was a...."
Suddenly, you hear another customer come barging in, talking all too loudly on a cell phone.
"You're fat and ugly, that's why I don't want to see you!" he said.
Rolling your eyes, you say "jackass."
"You're wish is my command!"
"Huh?" You start say, as you turn around. "Haaaww?" You finish.
Suddenly, you're on all fours, and everything looks kind of dull. Monochrome. Your hearing also sharpened. You attempt to speak, but only a discordant harsh bray escapes your thickend lips and throat.
"What the hell is a donkey doing in here!?" said the same voice that you had accused of being a jackass just a few moments ago.
"Hee hhaaw hhree hhhaawww!"
Unable to speak words, you twist your mych-longer neck back around towards where the lamp had fallen out of your grip when you apparently turned into a jackass. You see the long, gray-furred cylindrical flank of a donkey out of your now large dull, donkey eye. You also see the genie and his lamp.
"Heee hhhaawww hhhee hhhaawww!" You bray at him. You try swinging your much larger body around, awkwardly clacking your new hooves on the floor. As you do so, you start to knock over an entire aisle of items.
"What in God's name is going on over here!?demanded a store clerk as he came rushing over. The person whom you called a "jackass" earlier is standing there, laughing, and recording the antics.
You continued braying like the jackass you now are, trying to speak. Trying to explain. And trying to demand the genie turn you back. The genie just floated there, and smiled at you. "Sorry, bub, but I don't speak donkey. Get back to me when you decide you can speak like a human again. Which you won't ever be able to. Jackasses can't speak. You wished to be a jackass anyway. Anyway. Have a great life! Jackass!" And he disappeared back into the lamp!
"Heeee hhhaawww hhhee hhhaawww!!!" But that wasn't a wish! I was calling that guy a jackass! Wait! I don't want to a donkey!!!