Charles
R. Butler Inc.
248
West County Road 1400 North
Carbon,
Indiana 47837
Phone
(812) 442-0857
Fax
(812) 442-0076
On
the web: www.ButlerCoach.com
1-800-876-0857
Spring 2008
Dear fellow
businesspeople,
It
appears that spring is upon us now; finally everyone can get over those sniffles
and coughs that have lingered all winter long.
Also with spring here that means convention season upon us.
We will be attending the IFDA convention
May
6-8 and look forward to seeing everyone there.
This
year will have the brand new 2008 Cadillac Eagle Echelon displayed in our booth.
This is only the second time that this car has been shown at a convention. We
will also have a 2008 Chrysler Town and County touring edition Eagle Conversion
Van the most versatile vehicle on the road today for funeral service.
Stop by and check out these vehicles and register to win $500.00
cash from the Indiana Funeral Sales and Supply Club that will be given
away on May 7th right before the live auction on the convention
floor. (Must be present to win).
Don’t
forget Butler Coach does more that just sell the finest professional vehicles we
also sell Ferno-Washington equipment and can take care of the sale of your
funeral home when you are ready to retire.
Respectfully,
Ron King
BUTLER COACH WOULD TO THANK PUBLICALLY THANK THE FOLLOWING FIRMS FOR THEIR CONTINUED TRUST IN US FOR THEIR VEHICLE NEEDS
Powers-Priebe
Funeral Homes of Crawfordsille and New Market, Indiana
Haskell
& Morrison Funeral Home of Vevay, Indiana
Morgan
& Nay Funeral Centere of Madison, Indiana
Gooch
Funeral Homes of Rockville, Rosedale and Dana, Indiana
Pippens
Livery Service of Indianapolis, Indiana
Morton
& Johnston Funeral Home of Benton, Illinois
Hillcrest
Funeral Home of Centralia, Illinois
Mrs. Donovan was walking down O’Connell
Street in Dublin when she met up with Father Flaherty.
The Father said, Top of the morning to ye! Aren’t ye Mrs. Donovan and didn’t I marry ye and your
husband 2 years ago? She replied
“Aye, that ye did, Father.” The
Father asked. “And there any wee ones yet?”
She replied, “No, not yet Father.”
The Father said, “Well now I am going to Rome next week and I’ll
light a candle for ye and your husband.”
She replied, “Oh, thank ye Father.”
They then parted ways. Some
years later they met again. The
Father asked, “Well now, Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?”
She replied, “Oh, very well, Father!”
The Father asked, “And tell me, have ye any wee ones yet?”
She replied, “Oh yes, Father! Three
sets of twins and 4 singles, 10 in all” The Father said, “ That’s
wonderful! How is your loving
husband doing?” She replied,
“He’s gone to Rome to blow out your freaking candle.”
Little
Bruce and Jenny are only 10 years old, but they just know that they are in love.
One day they decide that they want to get married, so Bruce goes to
Jenny’s father to ask him for her hand.
Bruce
bravely walks up to him and says, “Mr. Smith, me and Jenny are in love and I
want to ask you for her hand in marriage.”
Thinking
this is the cutest thing, Mr. Smith replies,
“Well Bruce, you are only 10. Where
will you live?”
Without
even taking a moment to think about it, Bruce replies, “In Jenny’s room.
It’s bigger than mine and we can both fit nicely.”
Still
thinking this is just adorable; Mr. Smith says with a huge grin, “Okay then how will you live?
You’re not old enough to get a job.
You’ll need to support Jenny.
Again
Bruce instantly replies,” Our allowance.
Jenny makes 5 bucks a week and I make 10 bucks a week.
That’s about 60 bucks a month and that should do us just fine.”
By this
time Mr. Smith is a little shocked that Bruce has put so much though into this.
He thinks for a moment trying to come up with something that Bruce
won’t have an answer to.
After a
second, Mr. Smith says, “Well
Bruce, it seems like you have got everything figured out.
I just have one more question for you.
What will you do if the two of you should have little ones of your
own?”
Bruce
just shrugs his shoulders and says, “Well, we’ve been lucky so far.”
Mr.
Smith no longer thinks the little SOB is adorable.
2000
Lincoln town car by Federal Coach this vehicle is White over White with a blue
interior and 32,000 miles call us today
At
1-800-876-0857 to see this car.
1995
Eureka Cadillac platinum gray/ fawn gray
2004
Dodge Caravan Eagle Conversion white/white
2001
Lincoln Eagle black/black
2004
Cadillac Eagle black/black
1998
Cadillac Eagle black/white
1997
Lincoln Image limousine silver/silver
Check
www.ButlerCoach.com for pictures and
the most recent inventory
Indiana
Sales tax is now 7% this affects all vehicles delivered after April1,
2008 and all leased vehicles even if they were leased before April 1,
2008.
Charm School for the Southern Lady
Two nicely dressed ladies happen to start up a
conversation during an endless wait in the LAX airport.
The first lady was an arrogant California woman marries to a wealthy man.
The second was a well-mannered woman from the South.
When the conversation centered on whether they
had any children, the California woman started by saying “When my first child
was born, my husband built a beautiful mansion for me.”
The lady from the South commented, “Well, isn’t that precious?”
The first woman continued, “When my second child was born, my husband bought me a
beautiful Mercedes-Benz,” Again, the lady from the South commented, “Well,
isn’t that precious?”
The first woman continued boasting, “then,
when my third child was born, my husband bought me this exquisite diamond
bracelet.” Yet again, the
Southern lady commented, “Well,
isn’t that precious?”
The first woman that asked her companion,
“What did your husband buy you when you had your first child?” “My husband sent me to charm school,” declared the
Southern lady.
“Charm School?” the first woman cried,
“Oh my God! What on earth for?” asked the first woman.
The Southern lady responded, “Well for example, instead of saying ‘Who gives a
S---?’ I learned to say, “Well
isn’t that precious?”
A
successful rancher died and left everything to his devoted wife.
She was a very good looking woman determined to keep the ranch, but knew
very little about ranching, so she decided to place an ad for a ranch hand.
Two
cowboys applied for the job. One
was gay and the other a drunk.. She
though long and hard about, and when no one else applied she decided to hire the
gay guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk.
He proved
to be a hard worker who put in, long hours everyday and knew a lot about
ranching. For weeks the two of them
worked, and the ranch was doing very well.
Then one day, the ranchers widow said to the hired hand, “You have done
a really good job, and the ranch looks great.
You should go into town and kick up your heels.”
The hired
hand readily agreed and went into town one Saturday night. One o’clock came however, and he didn’t return. Two
o’clock and no hired hand. Finally
he returned around two-thirty, and upon entering the room, he found the
rancher’s widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine waiting for him.
She quietly called him over to
her. “Unbutton my blouse and take it off,” she said. Trembling, he did as she directed. “Now take off my
boots.” He did as she asked ever
so slowly. “Now take off my
socks.” He removed each gently
and placed them neatly by her boots. “Now
take off my skirt.” He unbuttoned
it, constantly watching her eyes in the firelight.
“Now take off my bra.” Again,
with trembling hands, he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor.
Then she looked at him and said if you ever wear my clothes into town
again, you’re fired.
A
blonde teenager, wanting to earn some extra money for the summer, decided to
hire herself out as a “handy woman” and started canvassing a nearby
well-to-do neighborhood. She went
to the front door of the first house, and asked the owner if he had any odd jobs
for her to do.
“Well,
I guess I could use somebody to paint my porch,” he said, “How much will you
charge me?”
Delighted
the girl quickly responded, “How about fifty dollars?”
The
man agreed and told her that the paintbrushes and everything that she would need
was in the garage. The man’s wife hearing the conversation said to her
husband, “Does she realize our porch goes ALL the way around the house?”
He
responded, “That’s a bit cynical isn’t it?”
The
wife replied, “You’re right. I
guess I am starting to believe all those dumb blonde joke e-mails we’ve been
getting.”
Later
that day, the blonde came to the door to collect her money.
“You’re finished already?” the startled husband asked.
“Yes,
the blonde replied, and I even had paint left over so I gave it two coats.”
Impressed
the man reached in his pocket for the fifty dollar and handed it to her along
with a ten-dollar tip.
“And
by the way,” the blonde added, “it’s not a Porch, it’s a Lexus.”