Mark Renton in Trainspotting: Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc, players and electric tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure ware and matching luggage. Choose three-piece suite on a 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, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats that you've spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life. Buy why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose something else, and the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you got heroin?

After unpacking boxes; moving furniture; and organizing their clothing, dishes, and knick knacks, Maria and Juan were excited for the Homeymoon phase of getting to know the ins and outs of their new home.

While they loved their new house, Mia and Jason realized that the homeymoon was over when they needed to replace both their water heater and dishwasher.

Whilton loves Nadine

(def 1.) If I drink anything more than a tall, I'll be up all night.

(def 2.) Andrew may have small hands, but his girlfriend says he's tall.

Jerry: Hey Gerald! I found all the things that happened in 2020!
Gerald: 2020 IS TRASH. SHUT UP AND GET OUT OF HERE JERRY.
Jerry: :(

You're destined to be a Taison.