That ain't the German Flag, pops.

During the "Gay Pride" weekend I drove my parents through Downtown San Francisco, after a day in Chinatown.

At a stoplight on Market St. my dad asks me, "When did they put up all these Germany flags, everywhere?"

Me: "Uh, those aren't German Flags, pop."
Dad: "Who's flags are those?"
Me: "They're just flags."
Dad: "Hmmm:
Mom: "What's going on?"
Dad: "Nothing, the city put up all these German Flags, that's all."
Mom: "German Flags? Why?"

Silence.

Green light.

We drive off.

It was easier not to explain, as I lack the Chinese language skills to do it justice.