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a town in lancashire, nw england. unfortunately has had some bad press recently, particularly about the large bnp presence/racial problems and social deprivation in the town.

the truth is that burnley is ok as a place but has just suffered from economic recession over the last two decades and needs a large employer or perhaps a big happening culturally to help it out.

sure, you get some absolute sc-mbags who will beat anything up that walks at night, but most of the people are good, honest, genuine northerners. oh, they are in the 21st century as well – all this b-ll-cks about us “pointing at planes” (?) etc. is just a stereotype as inaccurate as saying “all turks are violent.” i can’t remember the last time i saw a whippet or flat cap in the town.

can i add the number of bnp voters – scarcely over 4,000 at the last election – wouldn’t even fill a stand at the ground of burnley’s rather good football club.

sure, there are racists, but hardly any more than in other uk towns. well, i hope so – that’ll be put to the test over the next few years. but i’m keeping my chin up.
“no-one likes us..
no-one likes us..
we don’t care..
we are burnley
super burnley
we are burnley
from the north” (popular football chant)
chav capital of the universe. an old milling town. in the top 10% worst towns in the whole of england. please let me leave this place
burnley is the worst town ever for chavs
burnley….otherwise known as ‘burn-er-lee’ or ‘burnlah’….if you have the misfortune of hailing from the crummy little town in the west yorkshire hills.
i”a small insignificant town in yorkshire”/i
the six-toed inbreds that live in this ram-shackle squat, once known as a milltown are known to everybody else as dingles….this is not a term of endearment. the people of burnley are a good example of what happens when a small community breeds over & over within itself…the gene pool shrinks to a gene puddle & voila! you have dingles!
the sorry folk of the village known as burnley have an incredible inferiority complex….this complex being known as the sprawling metropolis that is blackburn.
the very mention of the word blackburn sends the dinglefolk into a tremendous jealous rage. dingle parents are often heard telling their offspring/partners (often the same thing) bedtime stories of magic & witchcraft. crazy tales of things called “lek-tri-city” & “t`horseless carriages” & “successful football team”…..all things too strange to imagine.
it is also said that ‘community elders’ can actually remember far far back to ‘th`olden days’….a time when their team burnley fc last beat their most hated rivals…the mighty blackburn rovers.
for over 28 years the tiny little inferior club has festered away in the huge black shadow that is blackburn rovers. generations of six-toed children have grown up not knowing what a ‘derby-day victory’ is.
burnley-folk also seem to have an unfortune trait. it is a tendancy to exaggerate greatly with numbers & statistics. this ‘trait’ often comes to the fore when they talk about “football attendancies on`t turf” & “away followings”. doctors have confirmed it is a m-ss form of “exaggerative numerical dyslexia”…..meaning they tend to add a ‘few thousand’ onto their actual numbers/gates, so as not to look like the small club they really are. another form of this dyslexia takes form as a difficulty to distinguish between “large & small”. ask any hill-trollto describe their football club & they will say hillarious things like “big club” & “sleeping giant”….when they really mean to say “small & unimportant” & “failing club”.
if ever you have the misfortune of communicating with a dingle & you manage to actually understand their thick yorkshire tones, it would be advisable to to seek words of wisdom from a blackburnian who will gladly ‘put you right’ on any of the more absurd claims they make.
blackburnians, unlike burnley-folk have good memories & can remember crowds of 2-3000 on`t turf & will also tell you many great tales of derby-day victories, winning of trophies & cups & european trips.
a small town in lancashire, england known for its poverty, hatred, acoholism, fair decent football team and some pretty decent girls, yeah some might be proper munters but hey beggers cant be choosers.
i would go into burnley to pick up some birds, but i prefer not to get stabbed
burnley- the true art of football and one of mainfounders, if it wern’t for this team/town there would be no such thing as football. so thank you burnley for bringing us this superb game.
blackburn’s subs are worth more than burnleys full team and still they cant maintain a comfortable position in the premiership their fore are completely utter b-ll-cks
a sh-t hole in the middle of hills with plenty of sheep.

their only access to great life is the train through to blackburn, getting on this train would be most people from burnleys dream.this train also p-sses through rishton rishtons higher cl-ss and great society makes many jealous, especially those from burnley, who wonder why they have 6 toes and 3 fingers.

without wittering on..

getting too the point.

blackburn are better than burnley.
always have been.
always will be.
blackburn rovers are the true team around here.
always will be.
example..
blackburn 2-1 burnley

morten gamst pedersen tra la la la

always in your heads 😉
a sh-te hole, with the very sh-te football club, burnley is very competetive with blackburn, but blackburn always seems to win at everything
fu-k burnley right off, sheep sheep sheep sh-ggers,

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