Mary Ellen and Janice find a lamp at a yard sale. Janice thinks it's just a lamp, but Mary Ellen says it's a magic genie lamp.

The inscripstion on the lamp says "Rub me and your wish will come true." Janice notices some smaller print. "Certain restrictions may apply." She laughs, thinking it's a gag lamp. Mary Ellen tells her to rub it, and when she does . . .

...she disappears, leaving Mary Ellen wondering what happened, and reappears in an office, sitting in a chair in front of a desk. There is a man behind the desk, and Janice looks around, wondering where she is.

Mr. Brent shakes her hand, and introduces himself to Janice as her wish broker. He tells her the 3 wish deal is indeed true.

She thinks over the wishes she'd like, and decides on 10 million dollars, looking 10 years younger, and having her ex-husband experience a minor sexual misfunction.

Mr. Brent has her sign a paper.

Mr. Willoughby, the manager of the Department of Magical Venues, appears to castigate Mr. Brent on his mishandling of the Jameson account.

Mr. Brent says it wasn't his fault, and his manager disappears. Yet he looks extemely worried.

Mr. Brent sends her over to the windows with the paperwork for her wishes.

She passes all sorts of people from all sorts of time periods, waiting in line for their wishes.

After standing in line for over 2 hours, she finally makes it to the window.

Mr. Willoughby yelling at Mr. Brent.

Janice hands over her paperwork.

"You don't have your 604 form."

Janice asks where she can get her 604 form, and the clerk tells her to see her broker.

At that moment, Mr. Willoughby is permanently vaporizing Mr. Brent, who disappears in a cloud of smoke.

She asks where Mr. Brent went, and finds out he's gone.

Mr. Willoughby tells her to come back tomorrow for the 604 form, and vanishes.

The other workers quickly don their hats and coats as the clock strikes five.

She tries to stop them....

but they ignore her....

and vanish.

She gets so angry she screams that she wished she'd never found that lamp and...

finds herself back at the yard sale with no memory of her experience.

She walks right by the lamp and on to the next table...no wishes, but it might be better that way.

Last revised: Monday, May 26, 2003