Of course I'll help you, Colleen!
Oh, I'll help you alright.
I grabbed the camera.
|Here we see Julie bravely blazing the trail. it looks so simple, and really would be simple if one's legs were just a few inches longer. please zoom in on Julie's pained expression|
|Once she'd successfully traversed the obstacle, Julie regrouped and offered her support and assistance to the beloved young LaLa Girl.|
|Get that leg up there, Col! Good plan!|
|Yeah, yeah, no that was a bad idea. use the center bar for leverage and support|
|There you go, girl! Look at you, up and over!|
|Up, and ..... um. up? Here, let me spot you|
|No wait, let me join you. Look, Aunt Jacquie provided a helpful crashmat just in case you fall|
|But you're SO not going to fall, because I will catch you!|
|Here, I got ya. Give me that leg.|
If only I had a triumphant photo of our young heroines, fresh from the kill. I think I was too excited/busy celebrating their arrival.
Or perhaps tragically scarred by that last photo?
Here, let's look at this instead:
|Ach, that face. That gorgeous, dumb face. Get that face back upstairs in my westy pronto, wouldya?|