"Choose us. Choose life; choose washing machines; choose cars; choose sitting oan a couch watching mind numbing and spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fuckin junk food intae yir mooth. Choose rotting away, pishing and shiteing yersel in a home, a total fuckin embarrassment tae the selfish, fucked-up brats ye've produced. Choose life."
"But why would I want to do a thing like that, I chose not to choose life, I chose something else, and the reasons? There are no reasons, who needs reasons when you've got samosas."
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