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Uncle Sam, where art thou?

What up yo's!?! I'm back with another update for you and yo momma. So, tonight I am in the hizzle hanging out by myself because Brianna is at work until about 11:30pm. Today I enjoyed a fun filled test in accounting that I was not really prepared for, but it was alright I suppose. I then had lunch with Brianna at Culver's, which was awesome as it usually is. After that, we came home and she got ready for work as I prepared her supper, including a turkey sandwich, baked chips, and jello, not a bad supper I suppose. When she left for work, I headed my booty over to John Adams to Smackdown my vote. However, they were not having it. Apparently, in order to register to vote you must have a "utility" bill, if you do not have a drivers license with your current address. After having a brief discussion with these suckas sitting at a table acting like they know what they're doing, I decided to give in to their evil ways and lowered my head and walked outta that piece like a puppy with my tail tucked between my legs. I then preceded back to the pad, where I could not find a utility bill for the life of me, however I found an Insurance bill with my current address on it and also found a receipt from Coral Ridge Ministries, also with my current address. So, I got my act together and walked tall back into that dreaded school and laid down my mail like, "how you like them apples, baby!" These suckas looked at me like I didn't understand a word they had just said to me. "Umm, sir, did you not understand what we needed? A utility bill please." I could only think to myself, oh no you didn't! I calmly said, what's wrong with an insurance bill? "Well, if you wanted to, you could have an insurance bill sent to any address." Now, why in the world would I want to do that? These people then decided to ask me if I had any friends that could verify where I lived, that also lived within my section of Rochester. Okay, now let me ask you this, they claim that they cannot just take my word for it, that I live where I say where I live, including mail with my address on it, but for whatever reason these people think that somebody that is a friend can "verify" where I live, and that's okay. That is crazy, cause over half the people I know, don't have the slightest clue to what my address is! Haahah, so take that! System fails, and I win, even though I could not vote.

HCABRAZC EHT FO RETSAM

Good Morning Schoolmateys :) I am here to give y'all a little update and for you to get a chance to get schooled a bit, today's lecture is: A Day in the Life of a Czarbach. Well as many of you peeps know, Brianna and I are now married. Yes, I know, you are all extremely excited, please, please, hold your applause. We had a wonderful honeymoon down in the Rivera Maya. In case you are wondering, it was a great time, whoo, it was like 95 degrees err'day, believe that baby. Some of the activities we enjoyed were 4 wheeling (by far the coolest thing), we also enjoyed wandering through random places looking at pyramids, one of which Brianna thought would be fun to climb. Yikes! She's a wild one, I know, my mission in life now is to tame her like a lion that she is. By any means necessary, if I gots to use blow darts, I will. She'll be coming out of the bathroom one morning, and I'll be hanging above her and poosh, she's down for the count. Okay, that's enough of my plans if she gets too wild for me. Moving right along in today's lecture, we will now discuss how we went down to the Mayan Ruins. This place was pretty sweet. This place was like its own little world, with bananas growing off of trees like they were harvesting monkeys up in that piece. Everywhere you looked, there was either a banana, a stray dog, and children, everywhere. I just wanted to mention that pretty much the whole time we were walking through this place, I totally had the feeling of being in that movie Kujo, for those of you who have not seen that movie, it is about this killer dog who tries to kill mass amounts of people because it got rabes. So, everytime a dog passed me, I was totally checking out its mouth to see if there was foam dripping down the side of their cheeks. In between being scared for my life, I witnessed these people's insane love for Coca-Cola. This place had no stores, clinics, or recreation places, but best believe these people had Coca-Cola. We also enjoyed many activities such as mini-golf, giant chess games, International Rummy Championship, pool and swimming. Alright, class is dismissed for now my Students of the Czarbach.
Signed, hcabrazc shpotsirhc