My wife and I are frugal thirtysomethings who can afford little but want less. You are our boomer parents, soon to be mooching off of us because you couldn't stop yourself from buying the option-ARM McMansion and the new Acuras every two years. Stop buying us "gifts." Every time you give us a present, all I can think is, "That's thirty bucks we could've put toward your nursing home, but instead you got us this shitty chip and dip that's going straight to Value Village."

—Anonymous