An old lady gets on a bus in Moscow. She has waited a long time, and sits down with a sigh of relief. “Oh, glory to God!” she exclaims.
The bus driver turns around with a grave look.
“Comrade, there is no God. You must say, ‘Glory to Comrade Stalin.'”
The old lady apologizes and pledges to remember this. After a minute, she pipes up,
“Comrade, what shall I say, if, heaven forbid, Comrade Stalin should die?”
The bus driver pauses, and answers,
“Oh! Then you shall say, ‘Glory to God!'”
Have a glorious day, won’t you!