The way the Republican Father-Daughter talk really went:

Blah, blah, blah
Blah, blah, blah.

Her father then asked his daughter, "Why don't you go to the Dean's office and get a list of everyone with a 3.0 gpa. Then we'll have him deduct 1.0 from their gpa's, and give it to our friends who already have 4.0's. Then, they'll all have whopping 5.0 gpa's, and everyone else will have a 2.0.

The daughter visibly confused by her father's math, answered back, "But, I hardly worked for mine. What's a gpa, anyway?"

Her father slowly scowled. Then he drawled, "Hell, I don't know. Don't you have a party to go to?"