My middle-class parents fought bravely in the Great Class War. They were on the front lines at the Battle of Yuppie Hill, charging forth with their cards and using their meager wages to fight against the upper class. Skilled for battle by community and state colleges, their assault landed them deep into enemy territory. Luckily, they managed to carve out refuge and propagate, bringing new soldiers into the onslaught. Alas, it was too late, as the Upper Class bought out the Lower Class and together they forced my family and friends into a life of video games, malls, nights at the pub, and an affordable sedan.
Life's harsh, but we manage to make it through the night.