Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Manifiesto No.1

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 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 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-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrasment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.

But why would I want to do a thing like that?



Mark Renton en Trainspotting, de Irvine Welsh

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Derechos de autor para Trainspotting... no?

Thu Apr 05, 10:18:00 PM  
Blogger pixshatterer said...

Nadie ha dicho q sea algo mio... pero ok, buena sugerencia

Fri Apr 06, 05:51:00 PM  

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