Me: That's so tacky. (gesturing towards a bachelorette party at the bar) It reminds of me when I worked down the Jersey shore. There was a bachelorette party where some girl died, she blacked-out drinking and choked to death on one of those plastic penis straws.
Him: That's terrible! Why would you tell me that?
Me: (shrugs shoulders) Don't know... I don't feel bad.