There was a communist named Rudolph. One day he looked out the window and said, “It looks like a storm is coming.” “No it isn’t,” said his wife. “Besides, how would you know?
” “Because,” he responded, “Rudolph the Red knows rain, dear.”
There was a communist named Rudolph. One day he looked out the window and said, “It looks like a storm is coming.” “No it isn’t,” said his wife. “Besides, how would you know?
” “Because,” he responded, “Rudolph the Red knows rain, dear.”