Drake busted into his dorm and headed for the bathroom. Locking the door to make sure his roommate dosn't find out about the genie. He rub the lamp and a flutter of purple smoke arose forming into the magical genie, Beldazarr.
"I wish for a palm-piolet, but not just a regular kind, one that can change anything about me or my life, and only I can use it."He gasped.
"It shall be so master!" Beldazarr boomed.
Then returned back into his lamp. All Drake heard was poof and there it was, He thought aloud " What should I do first?" He was having a hard time choosing what to do since he could make a super model his girlfriend to becoming the world's sexiest man. He made up his mind and picked...