A genie: “You called me? I am the genie in the bottle and you now have one wish.”
The man muses: “I’ve always wanted to go to America. But I’m afraid of flying and I also get seasick easily. I’d much rather go by car. I wish there was a bridge across the Atlantic!”
The ghost: “Are you crazy? Do you know how long a bridge like that is? And how many concrete pillars it needs? And how high those pillars have to be? The ocean is up to 4,000 meters deep! We’d also have to build a gas station every few hundred kilometers, since no car can travel such a long distance nonstop. Besides, there’s trouble with the authorities and Greenpeace; the days when a ghost could do whatever he wanted are over. Think of something else!”
The man: “Okay, if it’s too difficult. Let me think – hmm, my wish is to finally be able to understand women.”
The ghost: “Uh, to get back to the bridge: two lanes or four lanes?”