A presidential campaign was vetting potential VPs After the background checks, interviews, and evaluations were complete, three finalists remained. For the last test, Stephen Miller took one of the candidates to a large metal door and handed him a gun. "We need to know that you're loyal to the president no matter what. Inside the room you will find a dog. Shoot the dog, and you pass." "You can't be serious", the candidate objected, "I could never shoot a dog!" "Then you're not the right man for this job. Go home," said Miller. The second candidate was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes. The man returned with tears in his eyes. "It's just a puppy, I can't kill a puppy." "You don't have what it takes. Go home," said Miller. Finally, the last candidate was given the instructions. She took the gun and entered the room. Shots were heard, one after the other, followed crashing and yelps. After a few minutes, everything went quiet. The door opened slowly, and there stood the candidate, wiping sweat from her brow. "Some idiot loaded the gun with blanks," she said. "I had to strangle the bitch."