Without giving much thought to the matter, Patrick blurted out, "Make the entire ocean Guinness beer!"
The genie clapped his hands with a deafening crash, and immediately the entire sea turned into rich, black porter. Simultaneously, the genie vanished.
Only the gentle lapping of Guinness on the hull broke the stillness, as the two men considered their predicament. Michael looked disgustedly at Patrick, whose wish had obviously been granted.
After a long, tension-filled moment, he blurted, "Nice going Patrick! Now we're going to have to piss in the boat!"