Tater and I spotted a man carrying a "homeless" sign and looking for donations at a stop light. This is how our conversation went:
Tater: "That man is homeless."
Me: "He might be."
Tater: "He has a sign."
Me: "Sometimes people make signs when they're not really homeless."
Tater: "But look at his clothes."
Me: "Yea, he might be homeless."
Tater: "Aw, come on. He's missin' a tooth, dad."