Moooooooaaaaaaa, my brother texted me.
Now to understand this, you must understand my brother… or rather you must understand us, which you probably don’t. At least my guess is that you don’t know what he meant. So I will translate.
He was making cow sounds in response to that story that involved cows.
But I must tell you that the relevant sound wasn’t the lowing of those Swiss cows but their bells. And I have a confession to make: when I told the story, I used the word clang to describe the sound of the bells. But these were not cowbells of the clanging kind. These were cowbells of the singing sort.
I have not the time to describe them any further. So instead, I leave you with them: