Three friends - a programmer, a painter, and a writer - walk into a bar.
The bartender says, "What can I get you three?"
Programmer: "I'll have a beer."
Painter: "I'll have a glass of wine."
Writer: "I'll have a whiskey on the rocks."
Just as they're about to take their first sips, a mysterious figure appears and says, "I am the wish granter. What do you wish for?"
The programmer thinks for a moment and says, "I want to have the ability to code in any programming language effortlessly."
The wish granter snaps their fingers and the programmer suddenly feels a rush of knowledge.
The painter then says, "I want to paint the most beautiful and inspiring masterpieces."
The wish granter snaps their fingers again, and the painter's hands start to tingle with newfound talent.
Finally, the writer says, "I want to write stories that captivate and inspire people around the world."
The wish granter snaps their fingers, and the writer's mind fills with amazing ideas.
As they marvel at their new abilities, the wish granter decides to have a little more fun.
The wish granter snaps their fingers one last time, and suddenly, the bar, the bartender, the wish granter, and the three friends find themselves on the Moon. The air quickly escapes their lungs and all of them die to death.