Bokie's wish to the boxer, the walker and the rest of the small fry...!
Boxer, may this year be a happy one for you, and I wish you good health and a speedy recovery — everything else you've already got. But since you're in a position to make the people's wishes come true, and I've only got the one, have a think about this one of mine, right? I'm the people too... Look here, Boxer, you screwed us and that's that, it's a fact. We gave you a chance and you shat all over it, not to say you fucked us royally with all those upgrades and expansions and your motherfucking steps, when in fact it turned out that all your steps were steps towards illegal builds and annexes with no paperwork, which means this is a fact too: you screwed us. Then you crapped out monuments all over the middle of Skopje, fucked up the square good and proper, and on top of that fucked away millions of euros. Now you're staggering around the ring while the cousins push you to stay in there a bit longer, but you can see for yourself you're done. So, as a former athlete and boxer, I expect you to play fair, climb out of the ring and go recover for a while. Who knows, God willing, maybe you'll recover and come back, but brother, enough drilling holes in our healthy brains, hit the road... there's no road left here for your steps. I mean, too much is too much, you went overboard... Now, you can be mad at me or not, but to tell you straight, I couldn't care less... You asked for it? We gave it to you. Screwed us? You screwed us. Now beat it... and don't provoke the people in the neighbourhood into coming up to your ring, jumping in and throwing you out by force... Forget the cousins, they're rubbing their hands and lining their pockets while you take heavy knockouts and drive people up the wall..., look out for yourself and get moving..., you've had enough... I'm not kidding, may I drop dead...
Walker, may this year be a happy one for you too, and since you've also got everything, all I wish you is good health... What I ask of you is not to act like too much of a big shot, and not to skid off on the curve thinking that the people you marched around Skopje are your people... I was there too, but I was there because of the boxer, not because of you... You go ahead and draw up a list for a new government and gather the small fry around you in case our boxer here won't climb out of the ring... The way you've got yourself all worked up, you'll keel over soon enough too... Nobody's forgotten that you fucked us over too, so get in early with your signature and stamp that once the boxer goes down you're off into permanent retirement and will never again even think of stepping into the ring. So, no more screwing around..., this is your last chance to save at least a bit of face... Use your head...
To the rest of the small fry announcing left and right blocs: happy New Year, but right now, I mean this minute, urgently, get yourselves into one pile and don't get too cocky about who'll be the boss and who'll be a little less of a boss, who'll be bigger and who smaller. What matters is that the boxer and the walker see a bigger pile, yes, only then can you give them a bit of a shake... Otherwise, you stay small fry. So small it can't get any smaller, and you'll fizzle like New Year's sparklers, nothing more... Now off to work with you, the new year has started getting used up, and it goes by fast...
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