"Steve? You snake! You punked me!" shouted Chad as Steve stepped out of the shadows.
"Oh, you have no idea, Chad!" laughed Steve.
"So where are the other guys?"
"No idea? It's just you and me, wiener!"
"Oh, really? I may be naked, but I ain't no wiener!" Chad said taking a few steps toward Steve.
Then he stopped and clutched his belly. His legs felt rubber. His stomach rumbled and he belched and farted
simultaneously.
"Ew!" Steve said mockingly waving away the stench, "What did you eat, Chad?"
Chad's face was pure horror, "You poisoned that apple!" he accused.
"Oh, Chad, you only wish that I had. No, it really was a wishing apple. I made the wish and whoever bit it
becomes my wish and gets their wish too. So what was your wish, Chad?"
"Wha? My wush?" his mouth felt like it was full of mush. He answered in a confused tone, "My wush wash to
have hot sexsh withsh tha paadnaa oof my choish every day for the resht of my life?"
"Marvelous, Chad. Marvelous. Now do you want to know what my wish was, and how your wish will work with it?"