Well, the answer to how many years of tax returns Paul Ryan (and others) had to provide is an evasive “several.”
After Sarah Palin, I bet they had to provide elementary school report cards and teenage diaries, too.
I imagine, after a thorough review, Mitt Romney lined up all the potential veeps, examining their teeth, lifting their hooves, and then he came to Paul Ryan. And this happened:
Mitt’s cold, teeny, lil’ vulture capitalist heart melted just a titch.
And then…. MAGICAL BROMANCE TIME!
But seriously, Mitt, if you’re going to demand returns from your nominees, at least hold yourself to the same standard. Show us your papers, Mittens.