When I was a much younger person I went to Seaworld with my parents. At some point during the trip they convinced me to climb up the rope net to the pirate ship. With much difficulty and fear I climbed the net, gripping tightly the entire way. Once I arrived on the deck I was fine (so fine in fact that I gleefully tried to squirt people with the onboard water canons).
Then, at some point, my parents were on the deck and I was all “How’d you get up here” and they explained that they has come up the stairs on the other side. I was all like “There are STAIRS?!?!”
It’s true. It’s how I was all like.
