Marines and Things

The marine eyeballed him as Taylor's luck finally ran out, "Boy."
He said in a tone best used on a dog who pooped on the carpet, stole
your girlfriend, and voted republican, "You stepped on our flag."
"Flag?" Taylor looked at his feet, and found he was standing on a
chalk flag, complete with a stick figured eagle, "That wasn't there
yesterday."
"I know, but it here today.....boy why are you disrepecting it my
daddy died for that flag." The aryan marine pointed down at the flag
with his index figure, as Taylor peered down.
"Really my dad usually bought his at Wally World." Taylor's smile
didn't last for long as he found himself surroundered.
"MY DADS FLAG SAID FREEDOM!." The marine yelled.
Scarely, either to dumb, or to daring to stop, he replied
sheepishly, "My dads said made on Calisto."
The marines in the promenade exploded into a moment of hate, as
someone called for a rope, as people pulled Taylor off his feet. He
looked down at the marine who had gotten him in so much trouble, as
they finally stopped on a stage in the middle of shopping
center, 'By Order of the Patriot Act in stated by George W. Bush."
The crowd fell into a respectful hush, "This young man is considered
a annoyance to National Security." The head marines had somehow
produce a bull horn, "By executive order, we must give does with a
different opinion a atomic wedgey."
To be continued or clarified