While walking on a Mediterranean beach, a woman noticed a seemingly-ancient bottle projecting from the sand.
She dug it out, rubbed the sand off it, pulled the cork, and a gigantic terrifying genie emerged. Swaying in the sea breeze, he thanked her for releasing him from his prison and, as a reward, said he would grant her a wish.
"What?!" said the woman. "Only one wish?! I thought you genies granted THREE wishes!"
Looking slightly embarrassed, the genie explained that due to increased labor costs and competition from overseas, he had been ****** to scale back his wishes.
"Oh, I see..." said the woman, and — digging in her purse — extracted a map of the Middle East, and unfolded it before the genie. "I want you to make all these people stop fighting with each other," she said; "I want you to create peace in the Middle East."
The genie stroked his beard, deep in thought as he pondered this request. Finally, he said: "I'm afraid that's beyond my power, ma'am. Even we genies have some limitations. Please choose another wish."
The woman looked disappointed, but recovered quickly. She said: "I want an ideal husband. One who will help raise our children, do half the housework, not watch sports on TV every evening, not go out drinking with his buddies every weekend, and won't mind if I fuck another man from time to time."
Again the genie stroked his beard, deep in thought as he pondered this new request.
Finally, he said: "Hm.... let me see that map again."