Hillary Clinton and her driver were cruising along a N.Y. country road one evening when an old cow loomed in front of the car. The driver tried to avoid it but couldn’t – the old cow was killed. Hillary told her driver to go up to the farmhouse tell them who he was and explain what happened.
About an hour later, the driver staggered back to the car with his clothes in disarray. He was holding a bottle of expensive wine in one hand, an expensive Cuban cigar in the other and was smiling happily, smeared with lipstick. "What happened?" asked Hillary.
"Well," the driver replied, "the farmer gave me the wine, his wife gave me the cigar, and their beautiful twin daughters made mad passionate love to me."
"My God, did you tell them what happened?" asked Hillary. The driver said he told them just what he was instructed,
 "I’m Hillary Clinton’s driver, and I just killed the old cow."