It is the year 2089, and the day I am writing this is April 17th. We go into the future, following a young man named Thiggist. In this story, we are taking a look into the events of how the strengthened AIDS virus crossed many oceans, into reaching the southern end of the Los Angeles County; Compton, California, and what occured before that.



It is an average morning, April 19th, 2089. The clock goes from 7:59, to 8:00. The clock suddenly starts blaring the now classic "Hard In Da Paint" by the now deceased Waka Flocka Flame. The young man, named Thiggist, sits up slowly in his bed. He looks over to the left, to his windowsill, grabs and puts on his Los Angeles Lakers snapback. He then gets up, and walks with an appearance of fatigue to the nearby bathroom. Since he is still groggy from the sleep, he accidentally trips over an unconscious TomWanks.

"Sheeit, nigga, why's yo bitch ass still here?" says Thiggist, getting up off the floor.

He then sees blood stains on TomWanks' white, dirty tanktop, along with a box of half-eaten pepperoni pizza, a nightstick with blood and feces on it, and what appears to be a bottle of Fanta Grape Soda, stuck in his rectum.
After expertly examining the scene that caused him to fall en route to the bathroom, Thiggist suddenly remembers what did happen last night, and smiles,

"Damn nigga, I really did cap yo ass!" Thiggist says, uncontrollably laughing.

He then removes the bottle and bottle cap from his rectum, and continues to the bathroom.
He begins to brush his teeth, when something on the shower wall catches his eye. He sees feces smeared on the wall, to resemble a swastika. He is puzzled of how that got there, and is shocked from the sight of it. This only lasted around 2 seconds, as he remembers,

"Oh, that's right, Tom's bitch ass is a Neo-Nazi. Sheeit, at least he coo wit' us." Thiggist mutters, while brushing his teeth. He takes a swig of the grape soda, swishes it around in his mouth, and spits it into the sink.

He walks into the living room, where lots of KFC buckets, bongs, watermelon slices and sleeping women appear. He tip-toes over one of the women, silently sits down on the couch and turns on the TV. The local news channel of Compton, California is doing a breaking news report. Thiggist was daydreaming about his dream strain of Marijuana, when a screaming reporter catches his attention.

"SHEEIT, ALL YA'LL NIGGAS IN THE COMPTON AREA, GET YO BITCH MOTHA-FUCKIN' ASSES OUTTA THIS RACHET ASS GHETTO, THE NAZIS HAVE CAME AND ARE INVADING HERE, SHEEEEEIII-"

the news reporter is seen getting shot at from a large, white object, then the channel turns to static.

"Damn, some weird ass news today, kno' what I'm sayin?" Thiggist says to himself. One of the women on the floor wake up from Thiggist talking,

"...damn nigga, what's yo raggety ass doin' up this early?"

"I gotta go hard in da motha-fuckin paint today, bitch! I finna get some fat stacks today, me and my boy Nearly finna hit da bank, niggaaaaa!" Thiggist says, excitedly.

"What-eva makes me money, nigga, I dance fo yo dollas, ya hear? Yo get no money, I ain't even gonna be here." says the woman.

Thiggist stands up, suddenly, "Bitch, why is you actin like you top crip in this biatch? I am yo pimp! Do you fuckin undastand?"

Thiggist moves closer, "DO YOU, BITCH NIGGA?"

He raises his hand to give a firm slapping, when a figure appears in the corner of his eye.

"Ey, doo!" says the figure. Thiggist recognizes this familiar voice.

"HO- to the mutha-fuggin -BO!" says Thiggist, who runs over to greet him.

They spend about 5 minutes greeting eachother with the typical negro handshake of the time, which does involve trading Tupac and Biggie CDs.

"So, my ill G, how is you been, comin' all da way from Chiraq, nigga?" says Thiggist.

"Well, let's just say I ain't goin' out like Tupac after all, nigga..." replies Hobo.

Thiggist frowns and says, "....but...NIGGA! I thought we were gonna both get shot from some ill nigs in a white Cadillac, but damn, who you goin' out like now, nig-obo?"

Hobo takes off his sunglasses to reveal his red eyes, possibly from use of cannabis, and replies, "Eazy E, mang."

Thiggist's mouth drops like it's hot, and tries to speak, but his words get cut off from the start, until he finally gets it together and erupts,

"SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT"

He then falls to his knees, and starts bawling in front of Hobo, "....maan, nigga why?" Thiggist says, with his rasp, weak voice.

Hobo keeps a straight face through all of this, and says, "I banged this hot german girl at a club, mang, I mean what are these germans doing in Chicago, I don't know, mang, but damn I loves me some white women."

Thiggist looks up, with eyes almost as red as Hobo's, murmuring, "yeah, Yeah man, I eats me whiteys like that chicken, but why did you mention she is german, nigga?"

Hobo speaks no words, but instead turns on the TV to Fox News.

"There are reports of Neo-Nazis and Germans sending out attractive women to lure young African-Americans into getting infected with the virus. From what we have heard, they are trying to start an entire genocide of African-Americans. We tried to get an interview with the Neo-Nazi ringleader, but he just simply yelled, 'White Power' and shot our only African-American employee. But, now with reports of Flight 370 as a new rumo-" Hobo then shuts off the TV.

"See." says Hobo.

Thiggist, shrugs and says, "But nigga, they are just crackas, mang, what do they know about anything, mang?"

Hobo shakes his head, "Nigga, they aren't talking about politics you stupid candy-ass fool."

A stomach growls loudly in the room. Hobo looks down and grabs his abdomen, "Damn nigga, I really need to eat, you got any chicken left over?"

Thiggist replies, "Course I do, always gotta be there for a nigga in need."

Hobo walks over to the kitchen when he sees TomWanks, emerging into conscious state. He walks over to Tom,

"Ey, nigga, how you doin?" whispers Hobo.

"..I...I just wanted some pizza...." mutters TomWanks.

Thiggist overhears, and yells, "AND NO-FUCKIN'-BODY STEALS MY PEPPERONI PIZZA."

TomWanks sits up, and says, "Damn, I can already feel the effect of AIDS.."

Hobo turns around, "I gots it too, nigga! My drug money is just helping me through the treatments, catch my drift, nignog?"

"Yeah, well I'm broke, as you see, doo." replies TomWanks.

Thiggist overhears and comes to a shocking realization.
He has AIDS, too. He drank from the Grape Soda bottle, that was in TomWank's Rectum. Since TomWanks has AIDS, that means Thiggist has AIDS. Thiggist slouches on the couch, discombobulated.

"The Germans are doin' a good job, niggas," says Thiggist, catching the attention of Hobo and TomWanks.

Thiggist turns his head toward them, "I gots it, I gots the AIDS!"

Everyone is frozen, nobody knows what to think.

Thiggist realizes, "WE ALL GOIN' OUT LIKE EAZY!"

Everyone in the room starts going bananas,

"DAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMNNNNNN" says Hobo.
"NWA..... Niggas With AIDS!" says TomWanks.
"Let's go celebrate... In New York!" says Thiggist.

Everyone goes silent.

"Naw nigga, not today. Tomorrow, we can, it's 4/20 tomorrow! Let's just sleep in, niggas!" shouts Hobo.

"YEAH!" said both by Thiggist and TomWanks.

All 3 of them drink an entire bottle of sizzurp, ensuring they would be out like a light.



The clock reads 9:10, but then switches to 9:11.
Nobody is home.

4,900 miles away, Thiggist, Hobo and TomWanks are walking the streets of New York City.

"We are here, niggas! Let's grab a couple buckets of chicken and then blaze up, whaddya say, niggas?" says Thiggist.

"Yeah, doo! The KFC is right fuckin' there mang!" shouts Hobo, with oodles of joy.

"Damn son, this makes me almost as excited when my nigga Lil Wayne dropped Carter 5!" says TomWanks.

All of the sudden, the crowd around starts screaming when a large, white Cadillac with a swastika on it pulls up by Thiggist, Hobo and TomWanks. The windows roll down, and then a tsunami of bullets fire toward all three of them. Every single one of them were hit in their chest, pelvis, right hand and thigh.
As they are bleeding to death, Thiggist whispers to them,

"Damn niggas, I guess we aren't going out like Eazy E."

Hobo's eyes widen, as he sees the then-lost Flight 370 heading toward the New World Trade Center.

"We are goin' out like Tupac, and them niggas are goin' out like Kevin Cosgrove." says Hobo.

The plane collides with the building, causing mass chaos in the city.

THE END.

Now, that it's over, remember one thing. There is only one day that had Hitler's Birthday, a School Shooting, people getting high off marijuana and a plane flying into a building. That is 4/20.
Remember 4/20, Remember 9/11, Remember the Alamo, and Remember the Name - Fort Minor.