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!