There was a russian man named rudolph, a high ranking member of the KGB.
one evening rudolph and his wife, helga,  were walking along, and it
begins to snow.  “my, my, look at the lovely snow,” said helga.
“no, that is not snow, that is rain!” replied rudolph.
“no, no, no, this is snow,” she said.
“look, there is a palace guard, we will ask him.”
rudolph went to the palace gaurd and said “is it raining or snowing?”
the gaurd was no dummy, so he said “what do YOU think it is doing, rudolph?”
rudolph replied, “raining.”
and the gaurd said “yes comrade,i was going to say raining, also!”

so rudolph and helga went walking off.  the gaurd could just barely hear
the KGB official say:
       
       “RUDOLPH, THE RED, KNOWS RAIN, DEAR”