Nancy Pelosi was touring the countryside in a
chauffeur-driven car.
Suddenly, a cow jumps out into the road, they hit it
full on, and the car comes to a stop. Nancy, in her usual charming manner,
says to the chauffeur: 'You get out and check - you were driving.'
The chauffeur gets out, checks, and reports that the
animal is dead but it was old.
'You were driving; go and tell the farmer,' says Nancy.
Two hours later, the chauffeur returns totally plastered, hair ruffled with a
big grin on his face.
'My God, what happened to you?' asks Nancy.
The chauffeur replies: 'When I got there, the farmer opened his best bottle of
malt
whisky, the wife gave me a great home cooked meal and the daughter made
love to me.'
'What on earth did you say?' asks Nancy. 'I just knocked on the door and when
it was answered, I said to them: 'I'm Nancy Pelosi's chauffeur, and I've just
killed the old cow.