Butch Collider of the Peanut Factory Blues Train

There was once a fellow named Butch. He was orthodox in all of his ways and he smiled for some of the people some of the time. But that said, he really enjoyed true friendship when it was present. To every true friend, he invested his full soul and spend a day a week smiling that he was their friend. If they were not true, he had ways to learn. He offered a test once in a blue moon to every social acquaintance with whom he did business. They usually passed and those were really orthodox friends too. Butch had a gun in his trunk and he went shooting in the middle of the day at a sports bar. One day the sports bar owner indicated that Butch was unhappy with the way that Butch dressed. Butch never realized this was true and had previously thought that he, Butch was a spiffy and useful dresser. Butch wore beautiful neckties and he offered wheat to the children on the baseball diamond he visited twice a week. This annoyed Butch so Butch opened a new gun store himself with all the money he saved from going to the first gun store. All was well and Butch lived happily ever after. Thanks.