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A collection of some classic Lemmy memes for your enjoyment
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I’m surprised that even needed clarification. Like, we’re not watching a couple of red pandas in M1 Abrams playing water polo with telephone poles, what the fuck about that picture is baffling to you?
My only question is how terrifying is it being the top in this scenario? Looks precarious at best.
I’d imagine that when your forward velocity is that great, your desire to not become human luge paint is generally such that you can eat charcoal and produce only the finest of Tiffany cuff links. Not sure what that says about the Lego brick below you, but they made their choice.
where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons.
Pretty standard, really
There's nothing quite like a fully shaved scrotum. It really is quite breathtaking.
Lol, I definitely did not fully appreciate this when watching as a teen. Hilarious.
Mr Evil?
That’s Doctor Evil to you.
I didn't spend six years in evil medical school to be called Mister, thank you very much.
Craig: “What are we doing again?”
Mark: “We need to practice our luge doubles.”
Craig: “…”
Mark: “So I’m gonna need you to lie down on top of me.”
Craig: “Mark, this is a couch.”
Mark: “It’s just practice. We don’t have to be moving.”
Craig: “Mark, you asked me over to watch football.”
Mark (turns on football game): “Now come over here.”

“Please don’t pop a boner, please oh please god no!”
Or maybe do?
Geeze, who do you think these guys are, ski jumpers?
They gotta go half chub or it won’t make the suit bigger.

Starts solo, and then your buddy asks if he can join.
Or you are too scared to try it yourself, so you ask your friend(me), to hold you so you feel safe going down that big hill
I looked up the origins of the luge double and you're not too far from the truth!
:: halfway down the run ::
Top: Ok, you know, that's making it really hard to concentrate.
Bottom: Well if you would not bounce us around so much...
I have cackled loudly and now I need to explain why to my children.
Thank you.

I'm a bit confused. Which one is the top here?
The one on the bottom.
And yet the guy on top technically finishes first
The bottom man is the top man, obviously.
"Bro you wanna do butt stuff but on ice going really fast in front if everyone?"
Prolly like that
You know...that actually looks kinda gay if you ask me.
why else would you watch it?
In luge, being the best is sort of just a height and weight distribution thing. I honestly think a corpse that's my same shape could win.
The sport needs her. She's a once in a generation... shape.
Alexander Skarsgard was great on SNL
You start off with a bit of spooning and before you know it you are in the winter Olympics.
I had a friend who lived with a few dudes in a house, and I go over to her place and she's getting ready and one of her roommates is sitting in the kitchen eating a chicken breast and broccoli. We get to chatting, and he tells me he's going to Olympic trials for luge, and so obviously I ask how you get into that.
He ends up telling me he ran and was successful at track, and he basically got poached, mainly because of his size and his running ability.
So yeah. That's it.
My best friends Brandon and Jonathan discovered they were pretty good at this while they were in the restroom at the Handy Down Bar and they're celebrating their 3 week anniversary next Friday! So, it DOES happen more often than you think.
boys will be boys
