PF Project - Choose Life video free download

Oliver Twist

Anything would be better then childcare for someone like me, I choose myself to myself not children

1973Washu

Nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish fucked up millennial brats.

Justin Padilla

If only it was that easy to decide.... It seemed like an incredibly complex quantum physics/parabolic algebraic equation, using an abacus which is missing counter beads. All of this while he has his arms crossed giving me the stink eye and simultaneously furiously tapping his left toe on my head-seeing as how your workstation has been placed under his chair. To further confuse me and thereby most assuredly deliver the worst outcome possible, he informs me that my mother will jump off(or rather be pushed off) of a skyscraper at some point during the next sixty minutes, in a city somewhere in the Saudi Arabian peninsula. He also informs me that she is bound hand and foot, blind folded and gagged. My anger and frustration was as plain as the nose on my little primate face so he looks away towards the east, then he leans over to look down at me. He rolls his beady little eyes at me throws his hands up towards the sky and seemed to be shaking. As if he was also running a tightrope which had been suspended over the precipice of madness with his eyes shut. As he stands up and walks a few feet away, I say outloud to the Grand Wizard of anything to do with Numbers, and basically knowledge that could only have been obtained from a deity or an agent of said deity with the most unholy of methods involving dark rituals and human sacrifice on a monolithic scale in conjunction with the knowledge he already possessed prior to having received instruction from none other than Ol' Beelzebub himself, 'Man, fuck you and your shitty little bend me over and pound my ass inside out bullshit "only works on paper" number based cluster fuck! The solution is written on the bottom of your loafers asshole!" He spun around to face me so fast that his unruly little fro bounced from the jolt that sudden movement had caused. I extracted a cigarette from my front shirt pocket, lit up and inhaled deeply as I stood there facing a newly appointed emissary of evil, who only exists in this alternate universes transending time and space with the intention of solving the ultimate equation. I won't elaborate, since (A)I don't have time and (B)I really don't give a shit. Apparently an invisible person must have just told him something that he found incredibly humorous because he grinned as wide as possible within the confines of his current shape and dimensions at first, then he leaned his head back and roared with laughter. When this subsided he closed his eyes as he shook his head back and forth. He raised his arm and waggled a finger at me saying, "Tsk, Tsk young man! He lifted his foot to a figure four and inspected his shoes. I raked back my hair and took yet another drag of my cigarette. With an heir of both pride and victory he waived his arms around ending with a flourish and said in phony wonderment, "Why, you must have written the answer elsewhere!! There's northing on the bottom of my shoes!? I dropped the cigarette I was enjoying even though approximately 40 percent of its size before I lit it and slowly ground it out and said, "You're right about the last part of that weak performance, howevever I did not write the solution down at all. Wanna know why you fucking jerk? I can't believe you really chose invaritable unaccountability to be your little secret weapon in this disturbing little mini epic approximation of a decision I made in the past, which is oddly enough, will presently become the present... and stuff.", attempting to match his pride and satisfaction. He hooked his thumbs under his belt and said, "Please, you and I both know that time doesn't exist, but I'm getting weirded out!" This time I believed his emotions to be genuine. He sat down on the floor like a toddler might, with his arms out to his side and told me that he no longer wished to be a part of this warped "thing", whatever the fuck it was. He then informed me that the only way I could save my mother was if I could change the gravitational constant of the universe. I winced and was experiencing the most overwhelming need to whip out my trusty fixing kit that was like a MasterCard for any true junky, you just never left home without it! Then.....just like it began...we both sensed the same thing, at the exact moment...that this was the end! The rest is history...Oh yes, there is the issue regarding what I chose. I chose not to choose life! I am at this very moment receiving an intravenous injection from a junkie pal of mine, and the reasons? Who the fuck needs reasons when you've got heroine!

Cathy Jones

UNFORTUNATELY I CHOSE LIFE HOW BORING I WISH THERE WAS AN ESCAPE XX

MixonMM

choose Russia!:P

Malcolm Marriott

is this a bonus track (LOL)  have to budget for that

colin woodcock

choose escapeing this shit hole country

Vicky Jost

or choose death.

James Powers

all you people that choose these things welcome to slavery ... goodbye 

frecs09

I choose none of the above

Multicultural Motherfucker

When I was a kid I watched this movie with my older brother, and I remember Begbie scaring the shit out of me. That guy was seriously mad.

agy angst

choose your future

colin warburton

Keep your head down in the the trenches of your inner sanctum coz out there its total madness. Just hole your self up. Be prepared.

Unity

Choose a full time job, get a load of hassle go home to ya pox house

brian havard

i chose something else

Yossi Ben Oz

in a word? Brilliant. in two words? F**king Brilliant.

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