or Why I Love My Hometown Spirit
Visited Pittsburgh last weekend and while we were there, my daughter and I found ourselves outside Heinz Field just as the Pitt game was ending. As we walked toward the ticket office, we saw him standing across the street holding a cup in one hand and a sign in the other: “Why Lie – I Need a Beer.”
His cup, as they say, was running over. No one likes a panhandler, but everyone appreciates a self-deprecating soul.
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Well, honesty is the best policy, right? Gotta give him credit for at least that. I, however, would be more apt to drop an AA schedule is his cup than some coins. Just another example of how Kathy and the rest of the world are on completely different pages.
Yea, but your pages are much more fun to read, Kathy. 🙂
I’ll bet he was a smart teetotaler who figured out that people would pay him if he pretended to be a drunk. I love it! 🙂