Subject: I wish we could have some decent weather for once.
Body: Granted! For a whole week your region's weather is perfect by whatever standards you deem to be perfect weather, but then not only is it never decent weather there ever again, it is monsoons, tornadoes, and plagues of locusts there for the rest of eternity. The government declares the region a disaster area for good. Everyone finds out it was your wish that caused it, and they dip you in chum and toss you to the tiger sharks. Which have frickin lasers attached to their heads.
I wish I could be solar-powered so I don't *have* to eat.