So, I hiked over mountains, scaled hills, and basically auditioned for a reality show called "Extreme Climbing: The Quest for Your Heart." But guess what? You're up there on the peak, looking like the king or queen of the mountain, and I'm down here like, "Uh, can I get a lift?" I mean, I need more springboards and fewer trips to the chiropractor if I’m gonna reach you! Fingers crossed the only obstacle in my way is a friendly boulder that just wants to give me a hug and not a concussion!
Drag to play.
