Hippies

Fuck 'em. I pay ex-soviet spies thirty-five dollars an hour to hunt down hippies in their natural location and bag them up and then bring the sack to me so that I can empty the sack in a man-sized barrel, and then I shoot at them til murder with a shotgun and thus I am allowed to say, in every day conversation, "that's as easy as shooting hippies in a barrel" and fuck hippies.