Butch ain’t the jealous type. No reason to be when you’re the best damn looking guy the vault’s ever seen. He’s been all the way with Susie Mack and Christine Kendall. Not at the same time or anything but…he’s working on it. Point is, he’s the leader of the biggest and baddest gang in the vault and he’s got a different girl wrapped around each of his fingers. No reason to be jealous of anything…especially not Freaky Freddie Gomez.
Except Freaky Freddie just walked into the diner with the Doc’s kid all cozied up under his arm and that doesn’t sit well with Butch. It annoys him, actually, ‘cause Freddie Gomez has a stutter and looks like a sick radroach most days, plus the kid managed to fail the G.O.A.T. so he ain’t that bright. Freaky Freddie’s got nothing on the Butch-Man, that’s a fact.
Except, you know, Freaky Freddie’s got the Doc’s kid all curled into him in the back booth. So many Freddie’s got something on Butch after all.
Mini Fill!
Except Freaky Freddie just walked into the diner with the Doc’s kid all cozied up under his arm and that doesn’t sit well with Butch. It annoys him, actually, ‘cause Freddie Gomez has a stutter and looks like a sick radroach most days, plus the kid managed to fail the G.O.A.T. so he ain’t that bright. Freaky Freddie’s got nothing on the Butch-Man, that’s a fact.
Except, you know, Freaky Freddie’s got the Doc’s kid all curled into him in the back booth. So many Freddie’s got something on Butch after all.