Pat Oliphant for April 18, 2012
Cat: What's up, dawg? Dog: I'm staying out of Mr. Romney's view - all dogs should. Mr. Romney is looking around for a vice-president, and I don't want to be chosen. Cat: Goodness. Did he ask you? Dog: No, but no dog wants to end up like poor ol' Seamus, riding around on the roof of the Romney car! Cat: So, you think if you get to be vice-president, you'll have to ride around on the roof of the president's car? Dog: That's what v.p.'s DO - and I get incontinent at the very thought. Punk: It may never happen.