but the puppy bite you and it has rabies
Granted! Your brain now works so fast you come up with responses to statements people have not yet made. This, in turn, leads to people suspecting you have "gone nuts." You live out the rest of your sad life as a hobo in a boxcar answering to the moniker Pistachio Pete.
I wish I had an awesome hobo name...
Granted, but exploration comes quickly to an end because a tornado destroyed your vehicle and everything you brought with you, so you have to go back home.
I wish I had a cookie.
Granted! But one is Atlantis. I wish I could spin wheat into gold.