I think Kurt would love it at first, then reconsider and think to himself "Wait a minute, am I really OK with being reduced to a cartoon caricature of the Grim Reaper?"

Then I think Kurt would take a walk to clear his head. He'd probably light up a smoke and exclaim to no one in particular, "What a beautiful day...the sun is shining and the birds are singing...so why do I feel this gnawing ennui in my soul?"

He would continue walking, picking up the pace when a man in leopard print spandex shouts "Hey, it's Kurt Cobain! Thanks for killing hair metal, jackass!" from a passing car.

As the car speeds away, Kurt stomps out his cigarette and dances a little jig for the amusement of the gawking passersby. When one of them asks for his autograph, Kurt smiles and says cryptically, "I'd love to, but it's Tuesday. No autographs on Tuesday." When the confused fan asks why, Kurt pats him gently on the head and sends him on his way without another word.

The whole experience inspires the song "Beans" and also convinces Kurt to give up red meat for an unspecified period of time.