All That Yall Need To Know About Suicide Squad

Sup yall rooster throttling anal bleeders, iss ya boi Rock Digglesbee aka Diggy Rockdust aka Boycottin the Oscars cuz There's no Trannies Nominated aka the Part Time Savage. Basically, I'm juss droppin by to throw yall starvin ass, flappy lipped meow meow snorters some change in the form of knowledge. Knowledge on the upcoming sequel to the wildly successful Heath Ledger bio-pic Straight Outta Gotham (Crazy Motherfucker Named Two-Face). That sequel has been, disrespectfully, in ma opinion, called Suicide Squad, and it deals wid Ledger an Kurt Cobain wreaking havoc wit the big homie God up in heaven. Trust me, ya bish, I am semi-fluent in nerd... I watched half an episode of Star Trek once and I did a week of physics at college, I'm practically the next George Lucas, except, you know, I have a chin that is separate from my neck, for now.

George Lucas pictured here just launching a baby into the sky.

 Anyway, less get on with this lil run down of what exactly the fuck is Suicide Squaaaaaaaaa!!!!!
Well, iss kinda like X-Men, except they haven't churned out enough films that no one actually gives a shit about to be exactly the same. Also, instead of a Stephen Hawking rip off/happiest Holocaust survivor ever, they've got the Joker's try-hard lil brother who fell in a boiling tub of Starbucks brand mud-in-a-cup and came out as an anorexic little weirdo who looks like he got them scars from stuttering at a poetry reading after Harry Styles walked into the room.
As for the rest of this motley crew...

Sex Offenders Register: The Movie.

First off, just to the left there, we got the star player for some American high school's baseball team, who has decided to go down the route of lookin like the most unemployable fuckwit on the planet by tattooing his head so that it actually looks like a baseball.
Next to this freak is the physical embodiment of genital warts. I don't think I agree with him being in such close proximity wit the others an potentially spreadin dis shit about. Guy's head looks like iss about to fall off an chase Indiana Jones down a tunnel or sum shit.
Then we have the Fresh Prince of Gotham aka Deadpool fanboy aka Will this film make people forget that I brought Jaden Smith into this world? This guy seems pretty cool actually, I jus hope he does the Carlton dance at least once before he dies first (you know, because he's black).
Next to Big Willy we have that girl that was a right slag at school and went out with one of your mates an she used to force the guy to hang out with only her an abandon yall crew fo her but then they broke up and yall found out that she was a straight up psycho who would threaten to kill herself if the dude even dared to smile at dat cute girl who served yall at some restaurant or sum shit and held a knife to his throat if he even got a text from his nan (who was a right GILF, but das a story for another day) but everyone still thought she could get the old ham cannon despite being a confirmed maniac. For real though, this girl looks like the cheerleader for the "I'm trying to hard to be different cuz I'm an uninteresting piece of shit" crowd. Still bangable doe, even though she looks like her pastimes include listening to Avril Lavigne and crying.
Next to her is Tom Hardy's brother Dave. Dave had a hard life as he was raised in the darkest corner of the ruins of Bridgewater an had to rise up above the web-toed masses by winning the Bridgewater Heavyweight Champion belt after beating the shit outta a bunch of snaggle-toothed Jeremy Kyle rejects.
The woman who's hurt her leg appears to be obsessed with Japan, which is always a telltale sign of cringe-inducing mental fuckery. She probably has an extended scene where she argues that My Little Pony is the cure for cancer or some shit before drop kicking Will Smith's children off of the Great Wall of China, jus to prove they are even bigger pussies than dem Japanese bitches who took two nukes up the ass like a Call of Duty obsessed gimp.
Behind her is that crazy lady who you see around your town occasionally, chasing people around with dildos in her hand or arguing with herself. She's also probably a Cher tribute act (citation needed).
And then we have a guy who looks like he's probably been arrested for flashing at a school bus at least twice in his life. I mean, dude's coat is suspect as fuck. What's he hiding a fuckin meth lab in there or sum shit?
Finally there's some guy at the end. He doesn't seem that important.
So there you have it, fuckbois, there's all yall bishes need to know about the characters in Suicide Squad. Hopefully, now you'll be able to cheer along with your friends whenever the Flasher gets in a witty one liner on the Human Cold-Sore.
Peace.

Rock Digglesbee Reviews: The Hateful Eight

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Leakt Script for Star Wars Episode 8: Revenge of teh Yarael Poof

Wassup yall gettin offended everyday by the colour purple ass mufuckas, iss ya boi Rock Digglesbee aka the embodiment of everythin you wish you was aka Ebeneezer Splooge aka It's a Blunderful Life aka the Turkey Sandwich Fuelled Shit Machine. I'm basically reporten to ya here today bout teh leakt skript fer teh upcoming Star Wars filum based on fan favrite character (an I aint talkin about Kylie Renogue) Yareal Poof aka What George Lucas Sees When He Sees People With Actual Necks aka Kaminoan Reject aka "We can just digitally edit dis guy outta Episode Too an hope no one'll notice".
As diss shit iz strate outta teh oven, I will warn yall insecure, pants wettin leg humpers, dere may be spoilers ahead, so put your fucken socks on.

Yarael Poof: He looks like Voldemort's nerdy cousin.

Scene 1:
After the traditional Star Wars opening, where a bunch of information that no one will remember in ten minutes is thrown into your face like the time you visited Captain Bukakke thinking it was a Japanese restaurant, the screen wipe reveals a young Yareal Poof. He is butt ass naked as shit and his flabby grey ass is blowing chunks of undigested Nando's into the air like a malfunctioning snow machine. Meanwhile, Yoda an his boys are laughing they lil ET lookin asses off as the gangly mufucka flails his neck around like an orgasming giraffe.
YAREAL (in pain): Yall space niggas said this was the good stuff!
YODA (laughing): Fuckin stupid your bitch ass is.
Yoda an the other weird looking fucks that make up the Jedi Council honk out a few more laughs, sounding like a bus full of spacky kids from a galaxy far far away having a simultaneous asthma attack. Yareal turns to them, exposing a dildo strapped to his stomach with duct tape. It flops dramatically. The music builds.
YAREAL (angry): You also said I had to cut my nuts off to become a Jedi!
THAT WEIRD DINOSAUR LOOKIN GUY THAT GETS FUCKED UP BY JANGO FETT: Yeah, that was actually true though. You didn't have to run around town naked with dildos strapped to every part of your body though.
THE PINK TUMOUR HEADED GUY (laughing): Most were strapped to that big ass neck!
The Jedi Council all start laughing again. Yareal quietly walks away.
Scene 2:
Yareal Poof is sat in his seat with the other CGI monsters in the Jedi Council. Yoda is meditating, Mace Windu is watching Snakes on a Plane in his motherfucking VR headset and Plo Koon is trying to tell everyone about the great orgy he totally went to last night. This is all muffled though as the camera zooms in on Yareal's weird noseless face.

Nope, that's not the terrifyingly freakish creature we're looking for.

YAREAL (angry): You do realise we're basically a carnival freak show, right, guys?
MACE WINDU (still fuckin around on the VR shit): ...oh yeah, Natalie Dormer... just a little bit more of that nipple clamp lube...
SHAQ T: What you chattin, ya fuckin pale ass pencil neck cracka?
RETARDED PINK YODA GUY: (Enraged autistic noises)
Yoda finally unplugs his headphones, nudging Mace Windu. Mace Windu takes off the VR headset and looks down at the obvious erection that he quickly tries to hide.
MACE (whispering): Just think of Yoda naked. Just think of Yoda naked. Gah, that doesn't help.
They all stare at Yareal expectantly. He gulps, which takes a while because his neck is so fuckin long.
YAREAL: Well, I was just thinking, there's no normal looking people on the Jedi Council, is there? So how are we supposed to recruit these lil kids to join us, if they get thinking that they're going to end up lookin like deformed gonorrhoea penis tumours, no offence, Ki Adi Mundi.

"I thought we was bros, you dickhead!"

YODA: Point, the fuck is it?
YAREAL: I mean, we got a dude that looks like a compost heap with a Chinese beard.
POPO RANASIS: (Fart noise)
YAREAL: We got Yoda's cross dressing brother Barry aka Caitlyn Jenner. We got some woman with tentacles coming outta her damn head. We got an albino Yoda with a scarred up face. We got some Indian woman. There's a dude who managed to get a fucking radiator or some shit stuck on his face. An then there's literally Satan.

Looks like some kind of Sesame Street knock off. Oh, and hail Satan, lurkin at the back there.

MACE: Bitches with tentacles are hot. I don't care what you gotta say!
SHAQ T: Damn right!
SISSEE TIN: NOW SACRIFICE YOUR FIRST BORN CHILD TO ME!!!!!!!
YODA: Fuck up the shut will you, Satan! Time for fucking about, it is not!
KI ADI MUNDI (disbelieving): Yall space niggas aint takin this deep throatin bitch's shit seriously is ya?
MACE: Maybe we could hire Natalie Dormer to be on the Jedi Council?
YODA: Hmm, better than all of your ugly asses she would be, hmm.
YAREAL: Great, I'll go find out where we can hire some normal looking Jedi Councillors.
Yareal jumps up and hurries out the door, his neck wobbling around like a pensioner in an ice rink. The camera follows him as he hurries down the stairs. He bumps into several children as he rushes past, force pushing them off the sides of the building to their grisly deaths.
YAREAL (happy): Today is gonna be such a good day!
Scene 3:
As Dr Dre's Bitches Ain't Shit plays loudly in the background, a ship zooms past the camera following a screen wipe. There is the sound of frantic toilet flushing.
YAREAL (irritated): Fuckin Nando's!
A huge grey planet appears out of nowhere. Yareal staggers over to the pilot's seat and starts punching the sat-nav.
YAREAL: Is that a fucken moon we're heading for?
SAT-NAV: That's no moon. That's George Lucas's chin.
YAREAL (panicking): Oh shiiiiiiiiii-
There is a loud screech as Yareal tries desperately to escape the fatty, all consuming wrath of George Lucas's chin, which is said to be growing ever larger until it eventually squashes the universe. Suddenly the lights in the ship go out and there is a crash.

A quote from one of George Lucas's interns during the making of Phantom Menace.

Scene 4:
Yareal wakes up. The camera pulls out (but I didn't when I shagged yer mum) to reveal him handcuffed and naked in a bathtub full of globby alien blood and vodka.
YAREAL: Ah shit, they took my kidneys again!
The ghost of Yoda appears.
GHOST YODA (angry): Took you so long, why did it?
YAREAL: What do you mean, Teenage Mutant Ninja Frog?
YODA: While you busy were laid getting and shit, us real hardcore Jedi were gettin straight up demolished by that lil emo bitch Anderson Skydiver or whateva the fuck he was called.
YAREAL: Oh shit. I'll go stop him.
He uses the force to throw the bathtub through the roof, flinging himself into the sky. A nuclear bomb goes off and he survives due to hiding in the bathtub. An impressed Indiana Jones tries to congratulate him, but is force pushed into a fridge, where he freezes to death.
YODA (angry): Wait, you tiny dicked faggot, Anderkin already done been killed.
YAREAL (confused): Whoa, how long was I out for?
YODA: Three hundred fuckin years you were gone, bedwetter. Not even a fucking Facebook message.

"To be fair, I was too busy roasting bitches."

YODA: Did you at least find some normal looking Jedis?
YAREAL (annoyed): The fuck do you think? Sorry, I'm a bit busy trying to comprehend that all my friends, a bunch of master fucken Jedis, were all killed by a pussywhipped, whiny, podracing lil sand loving faggit. Are all of yall space ghosts now?
YODA: Sorta.
That pink guy with the scar makes some retarded ghost noises from behind Yoda. There are faint sounds of ghost Jedi arguing.
QUI GONN GIN&TONIC: Don't touch my fuckin lightsaber hole!
OBI WAN: That's not what you said on Naboo!
MACE WINDU: When the muthafuck is motherfukin Natalie mothafucken Dormer gettin here!
Yareal turns to the camera. The screen wipes away. George Lucas sheds a single tear, then Disney produces millions of Yareal Poof action figures with detachable necks from their Chinese sweatshops.
To be continued?

How you feel having made it to the end of this piece of shit.

Rock Digglesbee Reviews: Star Wars: The Force Awakens

Sup yall Facebook profile picture changin' every five fucken minutes to show you a bandwagon hopping "oh I love Stair Wors an Annakun iz mah favrite nex tah Yareal Poof" lookin' mufuckas. Ya boi Rock Digglesbee aka Garth Vader aka Scarf Wearer aka Dark Failure aka Puke Skywalker aka See (that's) CreepyYo is here to spread his opinion of the new Star Wars film: Episode 4 I mean 7 The Force Awakens (And Also Harrison Ford Awakens From His Nap So He Can Catch The Latest Episode Of Countdown or sumthin).
Furst, a bit of background as to why this film is being shoved down everyone's throat like they're giraffes or somethin an can actually handle that much merchandise and hype being shovelled down their windpipes. BECUZ IT'S FUCKN STAR WARS! Anyway, with literally every mufucka on earth an their senile grandparents, who still chuckle at the walking combination of racial stereotypes that is Jar Jar Binks in between changing their shit filled Huggies, already booking seats for the shit, I think it's safe to say that The Forcefeeding Awakens is more important than a Christmas dinner for most reasonable families this year.

Above: Typical family dinner after watching the Star Warses.

After Jabba the Hutt's actor (and kind of a big deal (emphasis on BIG)) Georgie Lukazs received a vision from three ghosts (actually they were extras that he'd CGId into the original trilogy) about fans dancing on his grave an pissin all over a burning pile of Fandom Menace DVDs, he decided to sell his life's work to a mouse that had become freakishly mutated in a bizarre experiment to see how fuckin annoying mice can be become. That night, George slept cheerfully on a mountain of money and began to dream about the day his chin had consumed his neck. An then Walt Disney's Nazi severed head lookin ass contacted Ray J or JFK Abraham Lincoln or sum shit to make the new Star Warses, an he made this.

We begin with the iconic Star Wars theme, which hits your emotions in the face like a speeding train hits that drunk fucka that thinks he can make it across the level crossing. Then the film explains that Luke aka Where's Wally aka Hide an Seek Champion of 2016 aka Hello, Is It Me You're Lukeing For has been MIA for thirty fucken years an Han, Layer, Chewits an Lando have done diddyshit about it, just sat wit their thumbs up their ass an shit. At least Lando's got an excuse because he's probably busy abandoning his child aka the only other black guy that lives in this universe.

Or he got sick of C3PO gettin gobby.

The action all starts when Poe is sent to make sure that the only senile old fuck who found Jar Jar Binks funny gives him his lunch money. It all kicks off cuz the old fuck shits hisself, an the other three Teletubbies show up in Tie Fighters to fuck em up. A bootleg R2D2 head on a football gets the fuck outta there while Chloe Ren aka the reminder of that emo phase you went through when you was like thirteen aka Jon Snow's even more depressing cousin aka Darth Hippy Vader kills the fuck out of the old guy an takes Poe on a date in his private space jet.

Meanwhile, in the Middle East aka Not Tatooine, Ray J shows up in a burka to remind us all that strong independent women exist in the Star Wars universe. An her mother should have told her not to go fuckin about in them crashed ships... oh wait, HER MOM'S PROBLY FUCKN DEAD! People are sayin she's Luke's daughter, but unless Luke got freaky wid a female Ewok and/or Mon Mothra after he killed his dad, I doubt that. Well, he might have banged his sister if JJ was goin for the Game of Thrones style of storytelling.

Basically, how Leia's morning would have gone.

Anyway, Rent-A-Vader aka Bane aka Barry White aka Needs a Throat Sweet tortures Poe by making him watch Paul Blart Mall Cop 2 twenty times in a row an eventually Poe's mind breaks and Renly tells Lil Hitler aka Tarkin Junior that the droid they are looking for is in the desert, even though the last guys who went looking for a droid in the desert were told otherwise by a creepy old janitor in a dressing gown.

Finn aka FINNISH HIM aka Simba (because the other guy wipes blood on him, not because he's black, ya fuckin racist) rescues Poe somehow, who doesn't complain about him being too short like certain other rescued mufuckas in the series. They play Grand Theft TIE Fighter an crash in the middle of the fuckin desert. Poe somehow manages to piss off before the black guy can wake up an steal his wallet (what can I say, Poe's a racist mufucka) an Finn has to wander the planet alone.

He tries to watch Ray Bae gettin mugged, but when she survives he gets hit in the face with a stick, something that should have happened to Jar Jar within the first five minutes of Fantem Meniss, but with enough force (pun intended) to cause fatal brain haemorrhaging. 

Then the shit turns into an episode of Who Do You Think You Are with Renji Benji revealing who's the daddy.

More Game of Thrones pics to prove the point.

But that's all while the black guy steals another ship whilst abducting a young girl (JJ why you stereotyping, bro?) an they run into confused Indiana Jones and his pet hallucination of the last time I got a haircut. So Han Solo aka Can I Lend Yall A Han? aka Mr I Shot First is a senile old dipshit and Chewie is his carer, but he accidentally calls a bunch of Chinese people "rice munching faggots" and they release some wild feminists onto the ship to get the bastard. Luckily, Ray Bae saves Finn from the raging abortion monsters an stops him from gettin Boba Fetted by the tentacled vagina creatures, so they can all escape in the Milly Falc.
Anyway, Ren Ten an his frenemy have a lil chat with 50 foot Gollum who reveals that Han Solo is actually Ren's father, like he's fuckin Jeremy Kyle or suttin. Oh, SPOILERS!

"Yo moma so ugly, even her teeth don't wanna be inside her."

So whilst dat little emo bish talks to his granddad's severed, melted, slightly in need of some shoe polish helmet, Han drops off Ray & Display and Finn at the prom. Unfortunately, he was drunk off his tits an accidentally delivered them to a weird sex cult that worships Chewie's midget fuckbuddy (played by Loopita UmBongo or sum shit).
After she tries to seduce Finn, becuz she loves some of dat dark meat, you know what I mean, he gets scared and runs away. RayFK breaks into the Oompa Loompa's vault an gets acid flashbacks of seeing the prequels, which inspires her to try an get teh fuck outta the Star Wars series by bolting into the woods.
Den shit jumps off real crazy. The Ku Klux Klan meet up to destroy a couple of planets an we get to see everyone all scared an shit before they get obliterated, scoring that Hitleresque general the best KD ratio in the galaxy. Then they arrive at the sex club, an somehow Han an his zimmer frame manage to survive an entire castle collapsing on dem. Then again, he did survive a nuclear explosion by hiding in a fucken fridge.

The fridge was later immortalised in action figure form.

So 12 Years a Lightsaber Hoarder gives Finn a weapon that he has no experience with an he manages to kill some of his former BFFs from Stormtrooper bootcamp. However, Ren finds Rae in the woods an manages to slip her some of the ol Bill Cosby, knockin her ass out faster than I knocked out that five year old in Lidl's who told me ta fuck off.
Princess Layers shows up to insult Han cuz of his crippling erectile dysfunction, but because he's a senile old fuckass, he has no idea who she is. So Finn, Hans, Laier, Chewie an their squad head off to Not Yavin to plan sum surprise party for Ren's super sweet sixteenth.
So Rey ends up mindfucking the Daniel Craig Stormtrooper by telling him that Sceptre sucked dick, so he realises his life is meaningless and he might as well get her outta Ren's 50 Shades of Grey re-enactment.
Ren reacts by beating the shit out of his computer, just in case the Stormtroopers sneak in an see all the amputee porn he keeps on there.

However, the Death Star still doesn't have any ramps.

Meanwhile, feminists start complaining that a group of men (one of whom is essentially a brain damaged child that was dipped in glue and rolled around on a barbershop's floor) are sent to rescue the strong independent woman. To add further insult, they also throw another woman, Bobette Fett aka Brien of Death STarth into a dumptruck or sumthin.
Finally, they all reunite, but Han still wants to make his dream of appearing on the Jeremy Kyle Show come true. He tries to convince his son, but Render the Bender is havin none of it. Han kills himself out of shame for ever thinking he could make it onto the Jeremy Kyle show with a full set of teeth. Oh shit... spoiler, by the way.

Actual conversation between Han and Ren.

Poe, whilst secretly wishing for Finn to die so he can get his jacket back, gets to watch his friends explode into fiery chunks as he attacks the Death Star (Now with Wi-Fi) which reminds me of the last time I ate at Nando's. As Chewie blows Ren's posse the fuck up, Admiral Ackbar screams about how he's had a sore throat for thirty years, but everyone just takes the piss by shouting "IT'S A TRAP!" so he's all like "Fuck yall, you can blow this shit up your own damn selfs!".
Ren goes to find and murder Rey and Finn for unfriending him on Facebook just for his political rants and weird friends.

We've all been there.

Once again, this curly haired doofus flies into a tantrum like a diabetic with a Mars bar being dangled in front of him, an he manages to slip Ray another dose of Cosby's patented rohypnol. Finn, realising that he'll probly get blamed if anything happens to the unconscious girl (becuz he's black) decides to take on Rennifer Lawrence in an epic dance battle. Unfortunately, his natural afro-swag doesn't work, an Crayola Ren chops his ass up like a puffer fish in a Chinese restaurant.
But Ray's alarm clock goes off just in time and she bullies Renny Hill so hard that his planet base tries to self destruct out of shame. General Jus Don't Give A Hux gets told to piss off by an Abraham Lincoln statue version of Gollum. So then Rai starts to cry because Finn is all fuckt up, an she'd been waiting the whole film to see if it was true what they said about black guys.

Meanwhile, Finn's relives his first day of Stormtrooper Academy.

R2D2 aka the all seeing wheelie bin finally decides to get his lazy ass out of low power mode, either that or he's actually an Apple product and jus needs to be charged every five minutes. He upstages his lil ginger step brother by revealing the full map to wherever the fuck Bran's hiding at in Game of Thrones. Howeva, Rey would rather go on holiday to Ireland to find a one armed old man who was last seen wandering the streets in his dressing gown rambling about minichlorians.
As she holds out the lightsaber, the hooded man turns around to reveal that he's Dave the local ice cream man, before offering her heroin. The film ends with a montage of Rey and Finn talking to a psychiatrist about their daddy issues an shit. I think I may be misremembering a little bit.

George Lucas initially suggested this as the final shot.

And wid that, I give dis film... Nine outta ten midichloroforms. Well, fuck. That's all folks. Happy Hannukah from all us here at Rock Digglesbee Corp. Peace out!