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“Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical 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 do I want to do a thing like that?”

4 Comments

  • stonedragon

    March 28, 2004 at 12:29 am

    You should know the answer to that. Didn’t you watch the rest of that movie? 😉

    • Jenny Lee Silver

      March 28, 2004 at 7:51 am

      heh… has no real bearing on my life, I was just listening to the soundtrack at the time. 😉

    • Jenny Lee Silver

      March 28, 2004 at 7:51 am

      heh… has no real bearing on my life, I was just listening to the soundtrack at the time. 😉

  • stonedragon

    March 28, 2004 at 12:29 am

    You should know the answer to that. Didn’t you watch the rest of that movie? 😉