choose .

Choose a life . Choose a job . Choose a career . Choose a family . Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disks players and electrical tin openers . Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance . Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments . Choose a starter home . Choose your friends . Choose leisurewear and matching luggage . Choose a three-piece suite on purchase in a range of fucking fabrics . Choose a DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a sunday morning . Chooose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth . Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up rats you spawned top replace yourself .

Choose your future. Choose a life.