So this guy from LA working to clear the backlot finds a lamp, rubs it as a joke, and sure enough out comes a genie.
Unfortunately, it's a cranky-ass genie with an attitude, who says he's only been in there a few decades so it's just one wish.
The guy thinks until the genie threatens to go back in the bottle, then says, " I've got three ex-wives that get all my money and I'm in a dead-end job. I want to own a toll bridge from LA to Hawaii."
"Get real, pal, do you have any idea how impossible that is? The stress of covering that distance of ocean? The size of the cables you'd need? No way, bucko, let's set our sights on something the genie can actually deliver, eh? And make it snappy, son, you bore me."
"Oh fine, I've been divorced so many times I can't afford to even eat, and it makes me scared to get back into another relationship. I want to understand women."
"How many lanes you want on that bridge of yours?"