A man with a giant orange head walks into a bar.

He lumbers over to the bar, sits down, and orders a beer. The barkeep walks over and says, "damn boy, what's wrong with your head?" The man sighs and says, "it all started when my plane went down in the Sahara desert."

"My pilot suffered what I can only suspect was a brain aneurysm and I don't know how to fly, so our plane crashed right into a sand dune. Miraculously, I emerged unscathed. I wandered around the desert for what must've been three days, when finally, I came upon a beautiful oasis. I drank deeply of the cool water and as I did so, I looked down and saw a gleaming lamp. I picked it up and rub it, and a genie emerged. The genie thanked me for freeing him and informed me that for my effort, I would receive three wishes to be granted. With the first wish, I asked to be taken out of the desert and brought home, and soon as I'd made the wish... I was home! After having a good meal and showering, I decided that after that ordeal, I never wanted to work again, instead spending the rest of my days relaxing and helping those less fortunate, so I wished to be the world's richest man... and let me tell you, my friend, after checking my bank account, I can assure you that I am.

The barkeep, jaw hanging, stammered, "well... that's quite a story. But what about the third wish?"

"Oh, I wished for a giant orange head."