Stan: I don't want to shoot the bunny.
Uncle Jimbo: No nephew of mine is going to be a tree hugger.
Cartman: Yeah, hippie. Go back to Woodstock if you don't wnat to shoot anything.
We thought the hippy subspecies would have died out long ago; a result of one too many acid trips. However, the hippy is apparently extremely resilient. Each new generation seems to spawn new hybrid forms. The hippy counterculture is spooky and will forever be a mystery to us. Peace.
Cartman: I don't hate black people. I hate hippies.
Cartman: I've been keeping this place free of hippies since I was five and a half.
Cartman: Only three more hours, sea people. Only three more hours and you can take me away from this crappy goddamn planet full of hippies.
Cartman: Drugs are bad because if you do drugs you're a hippie and hippies suck.
Cartman: I hate hippies! I mean, the way they always talk about "protectin' the earth" and then drive around in cars that get poor gas mileage and wear those stupid bracelets - I hate 'em! I wanna kick 'em in the nuts!