Your MalJack wish is granted, but because of some suspicious eddies in the space-time continuum, the music that they are making, while beautiful, sounds suspiciously like something previously recorded by the Rolling Stones, which embroils them in bitter court battles and they can't decide who gets custody of Will. Mal also has a problem with seasickness and decides to stick with flying in space, while Jack gets drunk and convinces himself that the whole thing was brought on by some bad rum.

I wish that Cleveland would actually go to and WIN the Series this year.