Weird Experiences By The Entrance to Steeplechase

Hey world, most of you don't know me well because I'm a shy duck, but I tend to do strange things while walking home. I walk home with Chandler, Aaron, and Ryan when he comes. This time it was Chandler and I, and it was a Friday and we were both in a kind of weird mood. First of all let's just say the UPS guy knows who we are. We wave, shout incoherent phrases, and act like the crazy adolescents that we are. I think he likes us, but wants to concentrate on his large task set before him because he never responds. We walked to the entrance of Steeplechase and suddenly a spasm of strange behavior broke over us.
Now, in Steeplechase there are to large signs that just tell the pedestrian move to this neighborhood or will find you. Chandler and I decided to play the statue game in front of them. We grew more interested, and started posing on the signs. Chandler played dead while I struck a glamor pose. I think I have pretty good posture.
Soon after Chandler and I decided that we should commence the rope game. Allow me to explain. During the rope game you wait until a car drives close by and mimic as if you're holding a rope across the road. Sometimes they stop, but other times they drive through. In such a cricumstance, one must jump forward as if pulled by the car. We tried it on some high schoolers. They liked it. After cars stopped coming more frequently (probably smart of them).
After annoying cars became more dangerous with more high schoolers out and about we decided to display our musical talents to the world. Recently Chandler and I have become Beatle fans so it seemed natural that Hey Jude was the selection. We memorized the words and began to scream the lyrics out to the world, who in turn encourged us with phrases such as, "you're a regular Paul McCartney". "Nice singing kids", or sometimes even," one step closer to my lawn and I call my dog." If that wasn't enough "activities" to do on a walk home we were also nearly mauled by a bear of a dog. We were cutting through a lawn and it suddenly jumped out at us. I screamed like a girl which reminds me of a recent firetruck incident that I'm not going to go into. To conclude we do strange things on the walk home. These include a wide variety. Anyway, I need to stop writing so I can practice my singing, because today's songs are scream-o rock. Yeehaa.