You're probably confused like me as to why this guy's interpretation of a Mitt Romney costume is shirtless and wearing gold spandex tights.

But neither of us is as confused as his poor little dog in the corner, staring pleadingly at his master's oddly shaped weiner.  Is that even a weiner? WTF is that thing?  Is there a snausage stuffed down there?  Begggin' strips?