Senator Hillary Clinton and her driver were cruising along
a country road one evening when an ancient cow loomed
in front of the car.
The driver tried to avoid it, but couldn't.
The aged bovine was struck and killed.
Hillary told her driver to go up to the farmhouse and explain
to the owners what had happened.
She stayed in the car making phone calls to lobbyists.
About an hour later, the driver staggered back to the car
with his clothes in disarray.
He was holding a half-empty bottle of expensive wine in
one hand, a rare Cuban cigar in the other, and was smiling
happily, smeared with lipstick.
"What happened to you," asked Hillary?
"Well," the driver replied, "the farmer gave me the cigar,
the wife gave me the wine and their beautiful twin daughters
made mad passionate love to me!"
"My God, what did you tell them?" asked Hillary.
The driver replied, "I just stepped inside the door and said,
I'm Hillary Clinton's driver and I've just killed the old cow.
The rest happened so fast, I couldn't stop it."