There were a lot of red flags.
But it just fell apart in the end.
Because they hate Capitalism.
Because they were Russian.
On Christmas in the Soviet Union, it was a very misty day. Sometimes the mist would be so thick that it was almost like rain. In the town square a couple were having an argument on if this weather would be considered rain or not. To settle the dispute the husband said they should ask the Town Guard, Rudolf. His wife, not thinking Rudolf would be much help asks "Why him? What does he know about rain?"
To which the husband replies "Rudolf the Red knows rain, dear"
apparently the manuals kept Stalin
It didn't work out. There were red flags everywhere.
A soviet Union
They weren't OneRepublic
It is a good thing I'm not Russian.
They were called ours
They are always russian to conclusions
We were Hungary when we got to Turkey on our way to Moscow,
soviet.
^(Don't bother. I'll show myself out.)
The fish lasts longer in it's tank
The other smirked and replied, "Czech, mate."
Because they kept Stalin π€ π€ π€
They were all excellent at marxmanship
There were red flags everywhere!
A marxman.
But if he waves the banner of the former Soviet Union, that's a big red flag.
Unnecessary Marx and Engels.
Too many red flags.
There's a lot of red flags you need to watch out for.
A Soviet Union!
They were Stalin.
Because they are russian
"Greetings, comrade." says the spy, but before he could finish his sentence, the Russian says, "I think you are American spy."
The spy is alarmed, but being a skilled, trained, spy, he says, "That is not true! I am the proudest Soviet there is! I can sing the anthem more beautifully than any other man in the country!"
He then proceeds to sing the Soviet anthem, so melodically and beautifully, that everybody in the bar cheers.
"Very good, very good!" says the politician. "But I still think you are spy."
The man continues to keep his cool.
"I am a historian! I can tell you everything about this glorious country!"
He then spends about two hours recounting the Revolution, the Great Patriotic War, about how superior to the Russia is in terms of technology compared to America and makes a great argument about how communism is beneficial to society.
"Amazing! You are skilled!" says the politician.
The spy smirks.
"But I still think you American spy."
The spy is getting frustrated, but still unfazed.
He replies, "I am good drinker, a true Russian! Let us drink, and see who can come out top!"
The bar turns its attention to the politician and the spy, who are now in a drinking contest.
The bartender serves drink after drink of vodka.
After about an hour of drinking, the politician nearly passes out, unable to hold as much liquor as the spy, to a resounding cheer amongst the bar.
In the midst of the cheering, the Russian politician gets up, smiling, and in a slurred speech, repeats, "You are good, you are good... but I still think you are spy."
The American spy, piss drunk, loses his skill and gives up.
"Okay, you got me. I am an American. But what made you think that way, after all this time?"
The Russian politician replies, "There aren't many black people in Russia."
There were red flags all over the place
They really went bunkers
In Soviet roulette everyone dies equally
βA disaffected and angry citizen, fed up of standing in lines for vodka, decided to go assassinate Gorbachev. He soon came back and ruefully reported that the lines to assassinate Gorbachev were even longer than the lines for vodka.β
I knew that was a big red flag
Then Soviet!
