Wish granted! But you were so vague I assumed you meant a hovercraft, not some James Bond thingy. Great! You zip all over the lake on your new hovercraft, the likes of which your neighbors have never seen. You zoom up on the beach, by all the hotties, who, duly impressed, wanna take a ride. Suddenly, John Cleese pops up from the cabin declaring something about your hovercraft having eels, which terrifies the entire female populace and they run for their lives. Your reputation precedes you evrywhere you go, and no one wants someone who has "eels". Sorry, back to being shunned & ridiculed!
I wish I could meet all my CHUD compatriots for a beer.