It's a bird...It's a plane...Nah, Christoph Czarbachs the name!

The school semester has begun and now the fun begins, or torture, I get them mixed up on occasion. I figured I had better post something on this piece as some of you Czarbach-Addicts need a fix, otherwise you may break out into your freakish selves and go roaming the streets to try and satisfy your unfailing crave, for the Czarbach. However, let's not get it confused, everybody knows that there is nothing else out there quite like the real Czarbach! So, in the recent month or so, since the last time I posted, I put on the first annual Culver's Basketball game. It was a lot of fun, although I am not the greatest player, but I do aight. Many peeps showed up and unfortuneately for the opposing team, my team devoured them like Yogi Bear snacks on old ladies pic nic baskets at the park! That's right, we dominated, but ya know what do ya do?? I tried to make the teams as even as I possibly could, but I had no clue that I would have an amazing rebounder, 3-point shooter, and a fantastic jump shotter. It was crazy! Mad skillz, my friends, mad skillz. Anyways, I think I had better go get ready for an exciting night at the House O' Butter, where the Butterburgers are slopping wet with freshness, and the atmosphere is nothing but pure satisfaction. So, until next time my Czarbach-A-Fam, I'm out like the electricity in Tanzania!