Comrade Rudolph

A Russian couple was walking down the street in St. Petersburg the other night, when the man felt a drop hit his nose.

- I think it's raining - he said to his wife.

- No, that felt more like snow to me - she replied.

- No, I'm sure it was just rain - he said.

Well, as these things go, they were about to have a major argument about whether it was raining or snowing. Just then they saw a minor communist party official walking toward them.

- Let's not fight about it - the man said.

- let's ask Comrade Rudolph whether it's officially raining or snowing.

As the official approached, the man said:

- Tell us, Comrade Rudolph, is it officially raining or snowing?

- It's raining, of course - he answered and walked on.

But the woman insisted:

- I know that felt like snow!

To which the man quietly replied:

- Rudolph the Red knows rain, dear!