Ok, so get this. A dude and his best friend reunite after a long while. They move in together and become roomates again, and decide to have one... Unique piece... of a weekend.
One of the guys has an obsession for racing cars and superbikes. Anything fast really. Not too shabby at it either. Also an absolute encyclopedia about mechanics. Engine, transmission, torque converter, fuel injection, you name it. He can build it from top to bottom. Crafty as F too, this guy. His name is Chris.
The other guy has the magic touch with technology. Real smart. No, genius. Builds computers from scratch and all that genius what not, and in his spare time he makes his own little devices. Some huge, some trivial. Could probably build a personal satellite for himself if he wanted to, and launch it to space with a home made rocket for whatever reasons. Wait wait, I think he did that already? -Uhh, his name is Joel.
Crafty motherfudgers who love each other like bros. Did I mention they're crafty? Like, can do pretty crazy-in-an-awesome-way kind of things?
Get it yet? Eh? Eh? Eh?
-sigh-
Ok, so in their little weekend of awesomeness, they decide to do some pretty nutty stuff that would unsurprisingly worry the US government if the white house ever heard about it. The government never found out about it in the end though. Want to know why?
Because the two crazy mofos ended up pulling some Back to the Future type of thing, (literally) and disappeared from the face of Earth.
I'm Chris, by the way. Sooo...
Join us in our glorious adventure in our new home. Equestria.- Okay, listen, we've done some pretty crazy sh*t ever since we got here. I'm being straight up with you. Don't say I didn't tell you, because I did. Mkay? Mkay. I warned you.
Note: This is a dual self insert. Along with my broski, Joel. This is purely for comedy, and the way we act in this story is pretty much spot on in many ways. Although most of the things we will do is for comedic purposes. Don't take it seriously. No butthurt allowed in the comments, got it?
We cuss occasionally, no more than you do probably. So yeah, contains strong language, probably some violence. It's a comedy in our taste, and our taste is pretty crude sometimes. Or witty. A bunch of things really.
This monster of a story was inspired heavily by this handsome piece: I Blame You by Whitestrake
Also, I feel that I must repeat this. Don't take this seriously. Once again, this is done ENTIRELY FOR COMEDY. Okay? Good.
Now.
Enjoy my ugly piece of beauty of a story!
EDIT [5/22/2014]: [BIG SPOILER] Wondering when exactly I'm going to have to add the romance tag... PRETTY SOON, WOOP WOOP!!
