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during the days of the former Soviet Union, a fellow by the name of
Gerald Chattington had a friend in the Soviet Embassy by the name of
Rudolph Nosov, who would drop by occasionally.
One evening, Gerald and his wife, Peg, were sitting in the kitchen chatting when Gerald looked out the window and said, "Look, it's snowing."
Rudolph looked out and said very quickly, "No, I think it is just rain."
"I'm sure it is snow," insisted Gerald.
"And I am just as sure that it is rain," said Rudolph.
At this point Gerald turned to Peg to settle the argument.
Peg looked out the window for a moment, then said, "What can I say? Rudolph, the Red, knows rain, dear."
One evening, Gerald and his wife, Peg, were sitting in the kitchen chatting when Gerald looked out the window and said, "Look, it's snowing."
Rudolph looked out and said very quickly, "No, I think it is just rain."
"I'm sure it is snow," insisted Gerald.
"And I am just as sure that it is rain," said Rudolph.
At this point Gerald turned to Peg to settle the argument.
Peg looked out the window for a moment, then said, "What can I say? Rudolph, the Red, knows rain, dear."
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