Patriotic Songs

A couple of weeks ago I was at an intersection waiting for the light to change and there were some white people hanging around the intersection trying to get you to vote for them for some public office. They had lawn chairs at the intersection and the fabric parts were American Flag print. Now I ain't some flag-waving mouth breather who gets in the Living section of the paper for trying to marry an American Flag, but I think is a might disrespectful. So as the light turned green I yelled "respect Old Glory!" out the window, took a swig of whiskey, and continued on my way to the Church of Satan.