A Russian couple were walking down the street in Moscow one 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. We, as these things go, they were
about to have a major argument about whether it was raining or
snowing. Just then they saw a Communist Party official walking towards
"Let's not fight about it," the husband 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 official
raining or snowing?"
"It's raining, of course," he replied, 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."