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That is undoubtedly what he would be if he hadn't inherited millions of dollars.

There are hierarchies in used car sales; good salespeople and not so good. Trump would be selling from what is known in the trade as a 'pot lot', a squalid patch of asphalt somewhere away from respectable businesses, no manufacturer affiliation, no credit (or else very shady credit vendors), and the worst of the worst in used car sales; slimy, unsavory hucksters trying to use every superlative in the book to get you to buy the forlorn piece of automotive rust they're hyping.

An endless litany of 'the best', 'the greatest', and so on, with a heaping helping of flop sweat to go with it. Give him a firm 'no', or even an 'I'll think about it', and he goes into high gear with a jittery 'they're eating the pets!' desperation.