A commissar goes to a collective farm... ... And hails a farmer to ask about how his village's farms are doing. The farmer says "Oh Comrade Commissar, if we stacked all the potatoes in a pile, it would reach the foot of God!" The commissar raises an eyebrow and says "Comrade farmer, we live in the USSR. There is no god." The farmer replied: "That's okay, there are no potatoes either."