BBQ with BFF

I'm not really a BBQ kind of girl, but Alona and Oren came over last night and we went up to the rooftop patio. Things started off normal (I threatened to stab Alona with a fork, which after 14 years of friendship, is totally understandable.)
But they quickly took a turn for the bizarre. And warning, the next few pictures are corny:
Don't jump! You have so much to live for!
Like this.
"Argh, matey, I see land up ahead!"
"No wait, it's just an enormous phallic object."
Practicing for the circus.

And we set the camera timer and tried to jump in unison. Which didn't work well.