Society of failed tennis players

In Aleksandar Vučić's film "National Piglets", there are many Renta characters, but two have stood out recently - Dragan Renta Pljuvač and Zorana Renta Pljuvaljka - and they are engaged in renting out their saliva and occasionally urine in order to spit and urinate on those whom Aleksandar Vučić is not allowed to spit on due to his already irreversibly shaken ratings.

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In the film "National Class" by failed director Goran Marković, there is a character named Mile Renta Bubreg, played by Bogdan Diklić.

Mile Renta Budreg breeds pigeons and rents out his kidneys by occasionally helping people avoid going into the army.

Mile has a kidney disease, so when someone is called for a conscription examination, Mile gives his urine instead of the real conscript, and the conscript with Mile's urine results goes to the health commission, which releases him from the army due to kidney problems.

In Aleksandar Vučić's film "National Piglets", there are many Renta characters, but two have stood out recently - Dragan Renta Pljuvač and Zorana Renta Pljuvaljka - and they are engaged in renting their saliva and occasionally urine in order to spit and urinate on those whom Aleksandar Vučić is not allowed to spit on due to his already irreversibly shaken rating. All he needed was to be beaten by Novak Djokovic, a man whom absolutely everyone loves, and when someone whom everyone loves goes against you, it can hurt, especially a person whom no normal person likes.

Their job is similar to the job of Mile Renta Budreg - they spit and spit on some national great, say Novak Djokovic, because it is risky to spit and spit on Novak by the president himself, and afterwards the president is happy and satisfied, almost as if he did it. He is very pleased, but that is why he has surrounded himself with moral freaks and career failures who will do anything for him, jump into fire, water, from the edge of space or simply spit on Novak Djokovic.

The president always does the opposite: he pretends to be a very, very tolerant person, who would never say anything bad about Novak Djokovic in his life, but then those rent-seeking individuals take action.

The president, when Novak was “pumping” at Wimbledon, happened to be on TV UrInformer, where he was asked what he thought about Djokovic’s strange move. And then he said, with that expression of a young baboon before an explosion: “I spoke to Novak the night before he supported the blockaders. I don’t want to talk about the details, he invited me... What do I think about his political stance? I’ve been talking about that all evening. But he’s done so much for Serbia, I’ll never say a bad word. He can speak against me as much as he wants, support political opponents, but saying anything bad about him is silly and stupid.”

Of course, soon after, Dragan Renta Pljuvač was given the task of explaining to the electorate how Novak Djokovic had completely failed, as if he had failed like Djokovic.

- That failed tennis player Djokovic... - said Dragan Renta Pljuvač, a man who rents out his urine culture for a portion of slave cracklings, so it is expected that he will be the minister of urine culture in some future government, since he is an incredibly nice and urine cultured character.

Then Djokovic lost to Alcaraz in the Australian Open final and, at the end of the press conference, without anyone asking him, he said: "A message for our people in Serbia - justice and truth always win, may they persevere."

Then the president decided to rent out Zoran Renta Pljuvaljka, the heroine of the film "Progressive Lassie Returns Home", whose relationship with the president is more turbulent than a Turkish series - at first she loved him, then hated him, and now she loves him again, because the president explained to her that she would never play against Alcaraz, but there was an option to end up in some Alcatraz, and in order not to end up in Alcatraz, she had to come up with something about Djokovic's unprovoked speech after the match against Alcaraz.

And she thought: "Too pathetic. No matter how great an athlete he is, the message is being sent by a man who barely finished elementary school and was kicked out of high school. So what, if he were to lead the country?"

That message came out as a piss-take, just as it should be when you rent a urine culture to replace President Vučić, because it's stupid for the president to say that they want to lead the country by one of the greatest athletes of all time who only finished elementary school, and was expelled from high school, even though he wasn't expelled from high school, but even if they were, according to the Constitution, every citizen of Serbia has the right to vote or be elected. And Novak Đoković has a special right, even though he doesn't need it in his life. In progressive Serbia, only successful losers need that, while failed tennis players shy away from such positions. Although you never know, and that's exactly the circumstance that troubles our hero, a successful loser.

With the exception that Djokovic didn't even say that his plan was to lead the country, he just supported the people in Serbia who are protesting, even though with his hard-earned millions he could have sat on some little island, sipped a cocktail through a straw and pretended to be dead, and joined the Society of Dead Athletes from the "I'm not interested in politics" subgenre, who wouldn't mind being resentful, because if they do resent it, the army of Rent Spitters and Rent Ass-Suckers would be piled on their heads and they would invent unpublished information from their biographies - that, for example, they were kicked out of the nursery, and they want to lead the country.

Which, by the way, is in reality run by people who were thrown out next to the dumpster as unusable, but were found there by President Vučić and made of them the new Serbian elite.

That's why there are more and more people in Serbia who would rather join the Society of Failed Tennis Players than the Society of Successful Granny Sinners, Dilbers, Dramatists, and Profiteers.

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