Here's a quick off-topic story about a K.C. bum...
A buddy and I were coming home some seven or eight years ago, and he was just the biggest humanitarian...
He decided to pick up this bum heading North near the Broadway bridge, who happened to be carrying a rather large bag (maybe a guitar?).. We drove for about twenty minutes before my friend, being the conversationalist he was, inquired as to what was in the bag. The bum's response: "NONE OF YOUR F****** BUSINESS!" A little scary to say the least, the conversation went to hell, things got a little scary, so the genius asks again, "We'd really like to know, just in case we got pulled over, if you were carrying anything illegal." This just enraged the guy more, "NONE OF YOUR F****** BUSINESS!" We proceeded to drop him off at the nearest exit, and in our fear of being sliced into itty bitty pieces, sped off.
Worst part: my buddy got so nervous that he drove off with the bum's bag still in the back of his Jeep!