Inside Lemmy's Interview Studio...
(Mr. L walks onstage.)
Mr. L: Hello there, L-osers! And welcome to-
Lemmy: Lemmy's Interview Show!
Mr. L: Don't interrupt! Anyway, today I'll be interviewing Lemmy Koopa.
Lemmy: *sparkly eyed* Me? You're interviewing me? *starts crying tears of joy and we hear happy-sounding music* I'm so happy!
(He tries to hug Mr. L, but Mr. L stops him.)
Mr. L: Don't even think about it! Nobody hugs The Green Thunder! And turn that record player off!
(We see a record player. Then a Goomba comes and turns it off, and the happy-sounding music stops.)
Mr. L: Excellent. Now, take a seat, L-emmy.
(Lemmy gets in the interviewee seat and Mr. L gets in the interviewer seat.)
Mr. L: All right, first question. What game is your favorite out of all the games that you’ve been in, and why?
Lemmy: Well, I guess my favorite game that I was in has to be New Super Mario Bros. Wii, because me and my siblings finally appeared in another game after so long.
Mr. L: Whatever. Next question. What do you see yourself doing in the future?
Lemmy: Hmm. I would have to say... being the ringleader at a circus.
Mr. L: (sarcastically) Gee, who would've guessed? (normally) Now for the next question. Why are you shorter than all your other sibs?
Lemmy: Can't you ask a less personal question? I'm kinda sensitive about my height.
Mr. L: Answer the question, Mr. Shortythatridesonaballalot! Or else I'll sic my Brobot on you!
Lemmy: All right, fine. I'm short because Ludwig says I have an underactive peti- putti- pitu-
Ludwig: Pituitary gland. The gland that does things like control growth.
Lemmy: Yeah, that.
Mr. L: Let's ask another question. Why are you cross-eyed? Lemmy: *sigh* If you must know, I have stori- star- What's the word for it?
Ludwig: Strabismus. It's when the eyes aren't properly aligned with each other.
Lemmy: Thanks.
Mr. L: Can we stop using advanced medical terms? No more talking, Mr. Neverheardofacombandlikestoeatchocolateandthinkhe'ssmarterthaneveryone! Next question from The Green Thunder, then audience questions. What would you do if ice became your weakness?
Lemmy: If ice became my weakness, you ask? Easy. I'd do this.
(He goes into a fetal position and starts to rock back and forth.)
Mr. L: Why would you do that?
Lemmy: *gets out of fetal position* You said one more question from you. Anyway, I don't know why I would do that, I'm just glad ice isn't a weakness for me. I love ice.
Mr. L: Time for questions from the audience. Seat GENERICMINION!
Goomba: What would you do if ice could hurt you?
Mr. L: I already asked a question like that, Mr. Getsstompedonalotbyplumbers! Seat BLECK!
Count Bleck: Will you join me, asked Count Bleck!
Lemmy: No I won't join you! I only work for King Dad!
Count Bleck: I'll give you all the ice cream you want, offered Count Bleck!
Lemmy: What is your bidding, Master?
Mr. L: Last question. Seat IBEATUPNERDS!
Roy: (holding a baby Mushroomer) Hey shorty! Someone's paying me a lot of money to babysit this uh, whatchamacallit. I think it needs changing. Can I use your diapers?
Lemmy: What?! I don't wear diapers!
Roy: What about these?
(He pulls out a bag of diapers with Lemmy's name written on them.)
Lemmy: Those aren't mine! This is the work of my evil twin brother... Lummy!
Roy: Yeah right, like you have an evil twin named Lummy.
Ludwig: And if you did have and evil twin named Lummy, why would his name sound similar to yours?
(We then see a guy in the audience who looks just like Lemmy, except he has a monocle and a handlebar mustache.)
Lummy: (while twirling his mustache) Mwa ha ha haa haa! Everyone thinks that my goody twin brother Lemmy wears diapers! His reputation will be ruined! Mwa ha ha ha ha haa!
(He sees that everyone is staring at him. He pulls out a grappling gun and fires it into the ceiling, then swings away.)
Lummy: You'll never take me! Mwa ha ha ha haa!
Ludwig: When did you get a twin brother?
Mr. L: Wait, isn't Lemmy already a bad guy? So why would his evil twin need to be evil?
(Dun dun dun!)
Mr. L: Whatever. I'm sure we'll never see or hear from him again. I sure hope so. Now The Green Thunder says goodbye. L-ater! End transmission!
(Transmission Ended)
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