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Hillary Clinton and her driver were cruising along a 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 and explain to the owners
what 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,
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 cigar, his 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 said, I'm Hillary Clinton's driver, and I just killed
the old cow."
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 and explain to the owners
what 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,
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 cigar, his 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 said, I'm Hillary Clinton's driver, and I just killed
the old cow."
