I was feeling old, thanks to the inexorable march of time, and that made me think of Statler & Waldorf.

So now I subject you to: Statler & Waldorf heckle genies.

"Three wishes and that's the best they could do?"
"Yeah, they shoulda started with wishing for the end of the show!"
"DOHOHOHOHOHO!"

"That was an excellent example of the 'Medium Wish'."
"The 'Medium Wish'?"
"Yeah, it wasn't rare. And it sure wasn't well done!"
"DOHOHOHOHOHO!"

"That was the worst 'Dance of the Seven Viels' I've ever seen!"
"PUT 'EM BACK ON!"

"I wonder why those genies always go back inside their vessels after finishing a number?"
"After a show like that, I'd wanna stuff them in a bottle too!"

"You ever wonder why no one wishes for world peace?"
"Well, come on now, you gotta be realistic with your wishes!"
"Well then, someone should wish this show was better!"
"Wait, maybe be should go back to the world peace thing..."

"Hey! You! The vixen on stage! You remind me of a very tired Kathleen Turner!"
"Kathleen Turner doesn't grant wishes!"
"I know!"
"DOHOHOHOHOHO!"

"Hey! Vixen on stage! What are your qualifications for this gig?"
"I'll have you both know I am a talented and experienced Wish Fulfillment Expert!"
"Yeah, wish dot com fulfillment!"
"DOHOHOHOHO!"

"You know, this next number is being performed by a mink genie made entirely out of teflon."
"Hrm! It's gonna take more than science OR magic to get her gigantic butt to fit in a lamp!"
"DOHOHOHOH-"
"Uh oh."
"Time to go!"