Quickie Story of the Shitlord Dad! So, I am an insurance agent. Sometimes, people forget that I am in the email chain/in the room, so I end up hearing all kinds of fun shit. Here is one that was via email.  Wealthy client is adding a new vehicle to his policy for his daughter. Daughter is in her 20's and not exactly a nice person, but I only have to deal with the dad and he is cool as shit. We always got along and joked. So, he emails me about adding his daughter's new car, says the info is below (meaning further down in the email chain). Here is the short version:  HamDaughter: I really want this car (link to a brand new Mercedes SL550) ShitlordDad: No, not going to happen.  HD: Why? I really want it.  SD: Because you need to lose 50 lbs to even fit in that thing, and I won't allow you to ruin it with fast food wrappers and greasy fingers like you did your last car. Not happening.  First off, that car STARTS at over $100k. I couldn't imagine asking for that big of a gift but, hey, guy has money. She ends up getting an Infiniti QX80, which she will probably ruin with fast food and greasy hands.