Not just paved with good intentions

I can't figure out what happened to my shame. I used to have a certain baseline of manners and taste that kept me from crossing a certain line.

I don't know when that line got wiped out.

What the hell am I talking about?

So, I just had this converation in IM with a friend:

[my friend]: Huh. Gary Coleman is dead.
[my friend quoting the Twitter of a friend]: Wait, Gary Coleman died of a brain hemmorage? Is that a different stroke?

And I couldn't help but laugh.

Oh well. I already knew I'm going to Hell.

Rest in peace, Gary Coleman. I'm sorry for my tasteless laugh and I hope whatever follows is more peaceful for you.