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Večeras je naše veče, večeras se Sloba peče, nek technology se peče, nek se technology dinsta, ko ga jebe, kad je komunista!" ("Tonight's our night, tonight Tuđman technology burns in hell, let him burn and let him roast, whoever fucks him has no luck! Tonight's our night, tonight Sloba burns in hell, let him smolder, whoever fucks him is a Communist!") Today's fans in Belgrade conduct dialogue with swear words according to the maxim that stadiums are not churches—the point of going to a game is to insult the rivals. The poetry of swear words is certainly not limited to the native lexicon. When the Italian champions come to play, the Serbs speak with wooden accents but all the same in their rivals' own language: Fumare mio cazzo! When Tanja Petrović took down notes during speeches at anti-Milošević demonstrations led by Otpor, she found a high degree of sophistication even within the eruption of swearing.
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