I have tobacco leaf that needs priming. I usually eat lunch every day at noon. This morning, at 11:00 am, I checked the weather forecast for today. It is so precise that it even includes a convincing graph of what and when. Rain should begin at about 5:30 pm. Not sure what they meant, I fed the forecast into Google Translate (setting it to "Detect Language"). It selected a language I may have heard of before, called "BS". The English translation was: "If you wait until after lunch, it will have already rained, and your leaf, Bob, will be dripping wet."
I immediately went out and primed my leaf, about 60 or 70 of them, and strung them, hanging it in the shed. After scrubbing my hands, I made my peanut butter sandwich, and carried it out to the front porch. The instant I sat down, I could hear rain pattering on the nearby plants.
Bob