Fun

I knew someone whose father was famous for contracting HIV from a blood transfusion and ultimately dying of AIDS. This was back in the day when AIDS still killed people, and fairly quickly, and his fame was posthumous, being already dead by the time the case went before the Supreme Court and blood banks had to start asking if you've ever paid for sex or been to Haiti.

It always struck me as the least fun way to get AIDS, second only to being born with AIDS, or being gangraped in prison by the Aryan Brotherhood.

Before you get all pissy, I do realize that having AIDS is no fun. However, getting AIDS can be. At least in the moment. Whether having unprotected gay sex in a bathroom stall hopped-up on amyl nitrate poppers while house music thumps from the adjacent dance floor, or sharing dirty needles with junkie prostitutes in a squat in London, or making love with Eazy-E, or going to Africa on safari and eating exotic bushmeat prepared by an infected Masai chef, or being a vampire, or drinking a cup of AIDS on a dare for a million bucks, or fucking a monkey, you are having more fun than getting a blood transfusion, which is uncomfortable at best, usually painful and the result of something else horribly wrong with you.