A drug addict who was in serious hunger for marihuana finds a genie bottle. He rubs it and then, of course, a genie conmes out: [Genie]: Master, you have three wishes to say. Choose anything in the world and it will be granted to you, but not more than three wishes can I grant you. [Drug Addict]: Awsome! I haven't got any weed for days. One joint for me and one joint for you! [Genie]: Em, okay master, as you wish. They smoke their weed, the genie, not used to drugs, feels sick, returns to his bottle, gets out after a minute. [Genie]: Emm, yes. Second wish, my master? [Drug Addict]: Jolly day, another round, one joint for me and one for you! [Genie]: You moron, you can have everything in the world and you want one joint?! [Drug Addict]: One for me, and one for you. Come one, I feel the hunger returning, lets smoke. Genie waves his hands, after a second they smoke. The genie is getting confused, returns to his bottle, after a few minutes he gets out. [Genie]: Okaaaay mastaa... You have only one wish left. Listen to me, one fuckin' wish. Don't screw up this time. [Drug Addict]: One joint for me oand one for you! [Genie]: Argh! I have enough of this shit. Well whatever, at least it's the last one. They smoke the third time and the genie returns to his bottle. The drug addict just lays there enjoying his hallucinations. After an hour the bottle starts to shake. The genie gets out of the bottle, all pale, with red eyes, and with hope asks: [Genie]: SOOOO.... What is you fourth wish, my master??