I have no doubt that you have heard of genies in bottles. Genies pop out of uncorked bottles to grant the cork-poppers three wishes. Of course it is just a silly fairy story, it certainly is, but the basis of the myth is firmly grounded in a reality. Unfortunately at the present time I am not in a position to disclose my sources, but they are true and reliable.
About a thousand or so years ago one of the more advanced civilizations in our galaxy happened to come across Planet Earth. Tourists from the alien planet began to flock. The aliens were enamoured by the simplicity and backwardness of the Earthlings. The aliens played all sorts of tricks because they loved to see the surprise on an Earthling’s face. The aliens would indeed grant wishes.
This activity didn’t last for long. The Head Gazompher of the alien planet made a decree: all recognizable dealing with Earthlings had to cease. We must not interfere with the evolutionary process of creatures within the Cosmos. By all means watch them in an invisible way, but do not meddle in their affairs.
To cover their footprints, so to speak, the aliens concocted myths about genies granting wishes. Genies popping out of bottles became rooted in Earthling mythology. The Head Gazompher (I’m still alive) is well pleased.
Oh mighty Gazompher…come on…for old times sake…jump in this Yoo-Hoo bottle I’m holding and grant some wishes.
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You got a bottle? I hope it’s full. Cheers!
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Now it’s empty…the Yoo-Hoo bottle is waiting for you.
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You can’t be trusted with wishes after a whole bottle. I’ll have to leave it.
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I see what you mean…chocolate over load.
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Ha!
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I wish for a thousand wishes.
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I can sniff a cheat a galaxy away.
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Dang! And I just showered this morning!
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Is it that time of the year already?
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Give or take 6 months.
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Dear Gazompher, I want just the one wish: please transfer all your powers to me. No need to enter a bottle, or tamper with the evolutionary process of distant galactic life forms.
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Ok – start wishing, and I wish you all the best!
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Wish in one hand and spit in the other.
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My father would always spit on his hands before physical work. I had forgotten that!
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I’ve seen it done before, especially chopping wood or sledge hammering something.
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Yes – it was always when using a sledge hammer or shovel or axe – something like that.
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Well, I’m glad someone has finally explained this. And so well!
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It’s a pleasure, Noelle. I hope you’re not one of those who don’t believe in fairies?
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I am definitely a believer in fairies!
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You know, if you claim to be an alien enough we silly, stupid humans might begin to suspect the truth.
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The Force be with you, Sarah.
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