Seen Downtown Today: A guy with the usual piece of tattered cardboard, the kind that usually says "Will work for food." His said "Why lie? I need a beer."
A cop was in the midst of asking him to move it along when I drove by. Funny, they never roust the smelly, offensive, aggressive bastards who ply the pavement along Main Street -- because, I suppose, those panhandlers have the sense to lie.