White folks are soft as putty...the homeboys know a game when it's standing in front of them. I must confess that I even occasionally give 'em some change even if I know for sure they are looking to fix up. If I've got my hands full of carseats and babies and kids...it's just easier than letting my own ego escalate a conflict with a loudmouth dopehead doing the old shuck and jive for some crack or a 40.
What bothers me more is if they come up asking something seemingly innocuous like a smoke or a light or the time...then you better watch them real close.
So, wardaddy, that's the reason we still have all these bums in Nashville. You're encouraging them!
Just kidding.