And that, comrades, is double luge.
It's exactly like singles luge...
...except they added a guy on top of the other guy.
It's a multi-layer luge. Two pieces of bread, but not a sandwich.
And some might say...WHY?
Because it's an intimate sport.
It's kind of like public cuddling.
And logically, it makes no sense to me. Why add a person?
And if you're going to add people, why stop at two? WHY NOT THREE?
AND FUCK IT, while we're at it, GET A DOG ON THERE.
Wait, nevermind about the dog. I don't want it to get injured by the spikey fingers on their gloves.
So yeah, while I am confused by double luge, I also am here to defend it. Because it might just be...THE PERFECT SPORT.
First of all, it's always fun to have a buddy.
And when there are two people on the luge, sometimes it looks like the front person is a spider. That's fun.
The two of these people are in this together. Bonded by ice and spandex for life.
We will never understand them. And they will never understand us.
But I root for them, because sometimes you just want to lay flat on top of someone else and speed down a cold slide.
And they are LIVING OUT THAT DREAM!!!
So, I am here for double luge and all that it brings to the Olympics/the world.
NEVER STOP LUGING. NEVER STOP LAYERING HUMANS. Peace and love to all! Bye.
