Granted, then he steals your guitar and shoots your dog.
I wish I could corrupt wishes less sadistically.
EDIT: Because this was reply number 404, what actually happens is he fails to load; you realise that the world is actually a meticulously designed computer program and you're the only person you've ever known who actually exists. You spend the next 14 years of your cyberlife trying to escape, then there's a power outage, which short-circuits your spinal chord. You enter the real world for the first time in your life paralyzed from the brain down. You eventually kill yourself with a griddle due to severe chronic depression.