Those Freakin' hippies!

Mother fucker! I can't believe those damn Hippies are telling me how to drive my car! Christ! They think that just because they don't comb their hair and have sex all the time that they can tell me how to drive my car! Crap! What kind of country are we becoming? Emissions testing! What crap! Fuckin' Hippies!

Now I gotta spend $200.00 of my own hard earned money to fix my car so the Hippies can feel good about themselves on Earth day and Arbor day. Asses. All asses. Then I have to go back to them and beg for an extension. Like the hippies want to give a guy like me a break. They pay for welfare and abortions with my hard earned money! I want justice. This is not constitutional!

Fuckin' Hippies. The next time I see one of those hippies in the road I am gonna run them down and make them wear a tie! That'll show them! freekin' face painting, gay love loving, draft dodgin' Clinton lovers! I am gonna go down to the city hall and call the governor and demand a meeting because I pay his salary.

I don't owe the Hippies nothing! Fuckin' Hippies. They can't tell me how to drive my car.

Fuckers.