On Jewish weather dominion
Space lasers aside, Jewish meteorological mastery is rooted in tradition.
“Okay, Jon, this is the way it’s going to be,” thinks Garfield, wielding a bucket of purple paint. “I’ll paint a line on the floor,” he adds. “Everything on your side is yours, and everything on my side is mine.” Nonplussed, Jon stands in a small purple circle outlined in black. “If you need me, I’ll be in my kitchen,” Garfield concludes. Rimshot.
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