Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a f big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disk players and eletrical tin openers...choose DIY and wondering who the f you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrasement to the selfish, fked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life...but.why would i want to do a thing like that?
( Mark Renton, better known as Rents - Trainspotting - 1996 )
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