Practicing being homeless

So I visited walmart today, like I do most days and as I was leaving I saw the same homeless man that is there every time I go to walmart at his usual spot under a palm tree at the light to pull out of the parking lot.

Let me take a step back...I give homeless people money. Yes I know they usually use it to buy booze but I'm ok with that. My BMF calls camping 'practicing being homeless', and every time I go camping I drink, because its hard to sleep outside without a buzz. So I feel for the homeless, and feel like if they want to catch a buzz so the pavement or that park bench is a little more comfortable to rest their head on I'm all for it.

Back to today. As I was pulling out I looked for some spare change or dollar bills to give to the Walmart Homeless Guy (please note his cardboard sign says "living on a prayer", which is fantastically clever), much to his dismay I had about 46 cents. So I gave him a little whistle and said "Hey, I don't have any cash but do you want a beer". I had just purchased gum, flipz, and a six pack of blue moon. He replied with a "Sure". So I reached over and pulled a beer out of the six pack and proceeded to hand it to him. At this point he looked at the beer and said "Oh, I don't really like Blue Moon". I said with what I'm sure was a shocked look, "Well, do you want a pack of gum?". He did take that. Nothing like fresh breath to beg for money at the next car.