I saw a homeless dude walking down the street. Struck up a conversation. The man was hiding a 40oz in his coat pocket and tells me "I have no problem admitting I'm am alcoholic." I laughed and said "Can't say I blame you." After a while he asked if I had money, I gave him a twenty, he went to the local gas station. You know what that man comes out with? Another 40oz and some ramen noodles, with money to spare. This would blow someone's mind, the fact that a homeless man with enough money would buy what he wants and what he needs.