[dafischer]

Late one evening, while the campaign motorcade
proceeded down a lonely rural road in west Texas, a very
aged cow that had wandered away from its ranch pasture
suddenly stepped onto the road directly in the path of the
oncoming vehicles.
The Secret Service limo driver tried to avoid the
aging bovine but just couldn't stop the car in time.
Unfortunately, the old cow was struck and killed.

From the back seat of the limo, Hillary Clinton
demanded that her driver go up to the nearby ranch house and explain to the owners what had happened. She insisted,
however, that the agent should resist any request from the
rancher to pay for the animal, and she screamed, "You killed
it, so if they demand money, it will come out of your own
pocket!"

Meanwhile, Hillary stayed in the car making phone
calls on her unsecured cell phone. 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 huge 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, his wife gave me the wine, and their beautiful twin
daughters made passionate love to me.

"I had 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."