"Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disk players and electrical tin openers. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on the sunday morning. Choose sitting on tha couch watching mind numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choosing rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an ambarrasment to the selfish, fuck up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life. But why would I want to do a thing like that ?" Trainspotting