Choose HODL.
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 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 spirit-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 HODL.
Based on the script of the Trainspotting movie
