Why am I simultaneously depressed and exhilarated that this is from a f*cking comedy show? Which leads to an annoyance: The next time I walk into a bank and see the tellers and management all wearing little flag pins, while they allow the oversized US flag outside the building to look like a f*cking rag, I'm going to go home, pull on my BDUs, and return and rip a few new ventral orifices. Instead, the local American Legion and VFW are too busy protesting gay marriage proposals to pay attention to their own charters, which require them to educate the public on proper flag care.