I hate Rochdale, I really, really really hate them; they are degenerate moronic sub-human scum!! In fact I hate them that much I actually enjoy hating them because it's what I do. Last season on the 3rd of January when what happened had to bloody happen, I decided that I would dress up a mannequin like Keith Hill and set fire to it in the back garden to show my disgust and express how much I hate them. I refuse to shop at "All-in-one Garden Centre" because at one time they sponsored the bastards, I refuse to watch any "Back to the Future" film because one of the main characters in it sounds like BIFFO. I'd much rather be a BIFFO than come from Rochdale, that big black box they have in the town centre I'm certain is an evil corporation intent on world domination, just look at it!!! I once refused a man in his house because his surname was Holness, who was a mercenary who dared to trade himself to those inbred pedophilic horse molesters (I took the man aside and took a dump on him, then I fed him to the snake). Oh I hate them, I really really hate them and you're not a true Oldham fan unless you spread the hate before Saturday, I will spend my time building up my hate by throwing darts at the punchbag and listening to songs about how much scummy goat excretion there is in Rochdale!!!
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