Suddenly, a cow jumps out into the road, the car hits 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."

So the chauffeur gets out, checks, and reports that the animal is dead but it was old.  "You were driving, so you 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 slap-up 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 opened I said to them, 'I'm Nancy Pelosi's chauffeur, and I've just killed the old cow.'"