Puff, Puff, Give Me a Break

Puff, Puff, Give Me a Break

By Kathryn_Williams

There’s a very specific taxonomy to high school. Here at SparkNotes, one of our favorite subspecies is the prippie (preppy hippie, or Preppio hippius, for you science buffs). This Baja-wearing, patchouli-scented trustafarian may resemble a hippie, but he is in fact a separate, if related, hybrid species (kind of like a tigon). For the sake of clarity, we sometimes feel the need to remind prippies that they are not actually hippies. After the jump, a sociological field test: prippie or hippie?

You are a prippie, not a hippie, if:

  • Your DMB sticker is on the bumper of a BMW.
  • You wear a thong under your prairie skirt.
  • You own multiple pieces of “glassware” but have never smoked pot.
  • You used Bumble and Bumble to create your dreadlocks.
  • Your idea of health food is getting a ginseng boost in your Jamba Juice smoothie.
  • The toes peeking from your Birks/Rainbows are pedicured.
  • You may not wear deodorant, but you still shave your armpits.
  • You play hacky sack at the mall.
  • You steal Red Stripe out of your dad’s beer refrigerator in the garage.
  • Your parents make you pull your dreads into a ponytail for church/synagogue.
  • Trey Anastasio, Bob Marley, or Jerry Garcia is the screensaver on your MacBook.

Are we all clear? Good. We can give Jeff Foxworthy his joke back now.

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