One day, whilst out walking, you discover a small gold latern laid on the ground. You quickly pocket it and head home believing that, just maybe, its valuable. Turns out during rubbing its actually cheap as chips, but during one session of particularly aggressive rubbing a genie pops out and shouts “enough already, now I have a damn headache”. After a great deal of bartering he grants you three wishes and one penalty.

What would your three wishes be? What would be your penalty?

(FYI Your penalty must be of significant enough magnitude to warrant the three wishes – or the Genie will deny them!)

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