This guy was walking along the beach in Malibu when he came across this salt encrusted piece of metal. He worked for an hour or so to
remove the salt. Lo and behold it was a very old oil lamp. The guy
started to buff it to remove the verdigris when "poof" a genie appeared.
This genie, like all genies, was so happy to be freed of the lamp that he
granted the guy three wishes.

"I wish to be a dollar richer than Bill Gates, " says the guy.

The genie wasn't sure who Bill Gates was until the guy told him
to check Forbes magazine. When the genie called up Forbes from
inside the lamp he learned that Bill Gates was indeed the richest man in
the world.

"Guy," the genie said, "You will forever be a dollar richer
than Bill Gates. What's your second wish?"

"Genie, I want the most expensive Porsche made: Fire engine
red, on board GPS and the finest audio system ever installed in an
automobile."

"That's easy, Guy," says the genie. He waves his hand and best
car anybody had ever seen pops out of the lamp.

The genie then asks the guy for his third wish. The guy mulls the
problem over and over. A girl? Nah, with billions and billions of
dollars he certainly had become a chick magnet.

World peace? Only wackos want that. The guy found a reason not
to wish for anything that came to his mind.

"Genie," the guy said, "I can't think of anything now. May I
save the third wish for later?"

"Gee, this is most unusual. But you hold the hammer, I can't
escape from this lamp until you make a third wish. Call me when you're
ready," and woosh the genie disappears into the lamp.

The guy carefully picks up the now-ever-so-valuable lamp and
places it in the trunk of the fire engine red Porsche. He turns the radio
on to balance the sounds and makes all the other adjustments needed to get
his great audio system customized to his ears.

After that, he pulled off the beach and headed south along the
Pacific Coast Highway. Soon he was up to 60, then 70, then 80. The
Porsche handled perfectly. The guy was so happy that he began to sing
along with the radio.

"Oh, I wish I was an Oscar Meyer...."