why lie? need beer.

honesty is a strange thing. even if the truth is horrible, you still have to respect that it IS the truth. why lie? what good does it do anyone? if i hand my dollar to the bum on the corner, i'm just going to wonder whether or not he's using it on whisky. now if i hand my dollar to the guy on the corner with the "why lie, need beer" sign, then he's clearing both of our consciences in one simple scribbled truth. now that is respectable.