[choose leisure wear and matching luggage. choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. choose diy and wondering who you are on a sunday morning. choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. choose your future. choose life.]
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isso tudo naquele sotaquezinho gregoriano :D
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