Trainspotting # 2.

"Choose life. Choose a Job. Choose a careeer. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact discs players and electric tin openers ... choose DIY and wondering who the fuck 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 a embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself". Choose your future. Choose life ...

But why would I want to do a think like that?" -Trainspotting # 2.