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 goodhealth, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixedinterest mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose yourfriends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose athree-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning.Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushinggame shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Chooserotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserablehome, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked upbrats you spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future.
Choose life.