逍遥右脑 2014-04-15 09:12
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Choose life.
选择生活。
Choose a job.
选择一份活儿。
Choose a career.
选择一项事业。
Choose a family, Choose a fucking big television,
选择一个家庭,选择一个巨他妈大的电视机,
Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.
选择洗衣机、汽车、镭射音响,还有电动开罐器。
Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance.
选择警惕颐养自己的身材、低胆固醇和牙科保险。
Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments.
选择固定利率的典质贷款。
Choose a starter home.
选择政府供给的廉价而体面的住宅。
Choose your friends.
选择你的友人。
Choose leisure wear and matching luggage.
选择休闲装跟配套的旅行包。
Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.
选择用分期付款买回同系列的他妈什么织物做的三套件西装。
Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning.
选择自己着手做,而后在某个礼拜天的凌晨问本人我这是在哪儿呀。
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.
选择坐在那张睡椅上看让头脑发木,脑浆被挤成稀屎状的体育节目,一边往自己嘴里塞他妈的垃圾食品。
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.
抉择在这所有的末尾烂掉,最后在一个破褴褛烂的家里遭儿女鄙弃,当初你用精子弄出他们来取代你,当初对这些自私的、满不在乎的小子们来说,你只是一个老厌物。
Choose your future.
选择你的将来。
Choose life.
选择生活。
But who would I want to do a thing like that?
但我是谁啊?我会想去做那些事件?
I choose not to choose life: I choose something else.
我挑选不取舍生涯:我选择一些别的什么货色。
And the reasons? There are no reasons.
理由?不理由。
Who need reasons when you've got heroin?
有了海洛因,谁还须要理由呢?