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There once was a young Russian Weather Forecaster named "Randolph the Red". Randolph the Red lived in the upper portions of the coldest part of VOLOGDA, with his wife Natasha,and spent much of his days studying weather maps and currents as well as the surrounding conditions of the closest regions.

Randolph the Red wasrecognized and respected by his Meteorologist colleaguesthe world over for his uncanny ability to accurately predict the weather, and thismade him the 'envy'in his field.

One particularly cold winter season, the nation's top Meteorologists predicted one of the most fierce snowstorms to ever hit that the region. Extreme Weather Bulletins and Advisories were sent out at once and everyone was preparing for the uncertainty of their demise.

Every forecaster across Russiaas well as the entire European continent was agreeing that this was going to be "The Storm of the Century".......every forecaster that is except Randolph the Red .

Randolph the Red had taken out and studied all of his weather charts, looked at the developing weather systems, stepped outside and observed the local wild life, sniffed the air, came back inside and called themajor Russian TV station to announce that the other forecasters were all wrong with their predictions. After careful consideration and plotting HE had determined that the developing weather patterns were only going to produce some heavy rains.

Meteorologists from across the nation were in 'uproar' that Randolph the Red would even consider doubting their predictions. They all insisted that Randolph the Red was INSANE, and knew NOTHING of what he was talking about. Even his wife and loving partner, Natasha questioned his assuredness.......but, Randolph the Red stuck with his prediction.

Sure enough, the following day as the clouds gathered low across the region it bagan to rain....and rain it did....no snow, no sleet, no ice.....just RAIN. Randolph the Red's phone began to ring as Natasha took message after messagefrom meteorologists calling to express their appologies for the verbal attacks upon Randolph the Red and his predictions.

When Natasha had collected all the messages she could stand she excitedly approached Randolph the Red and asked him to please explain how he knew better than all the other meteorologists that it was not going to snow........

He calmly turned to Natasha and said:





"Because......Randolph the Red Knows Rain Dear ." :tongue::tongue::tongue:
 
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