Very cute. I enjoyed this bit from one of the links....
Choose life. Choose a ship. Choose a cause to fight for. Chose a crappy sidearm made from a kettle heater element and a trimphone extension cord. Choose red leather pants, sky-blue polycotton mix blouses, belt buckles the size of Elvis's head. Choose a snarl. Choose a fringe. Choose having the shit shot out of you in a quarry in the freezing middle of fuck knows where for fuck knows what. Choose your friends. Carefully. Choose hope. Choose fear. Choose revenge. Choose going down in a hail of bullets because it's better than signing on for a crappy Giro every second week at the Department of Stealth and Total Obscurity. Choose something. Choose Blake's Seven. Choose life. |
