The Dog on the Roof.

The Connie: We should put Hooligan on the roof of the car so his fur blows away in the wind.

Daughter: OK, Mitt Romney.

The Connie: What Mitt Romney.

Son-in-Law: Mitt Romney put his dog on the car roof once.

The Connie: No way Jose!

Son-in-Law: Yes way Jose.

The Connie: Well the Democrats eat dogs.

Daughter: That’s it. You’re not allowed to talk for the rest of the day.