The cow is big, and you know him. There is a field, and you want to know him with your petting hand. Do you look at him, the big cow? Yes. I am not ready to look. I am forbidden to look at the greatcow by the farmer and the farmer’s bloodlaw. You are ready. You look at him now.
Am I the only one who sees that this is two cows in a trenchcoat?
Cow bless you, Danny boy. Cow bless us all.
Happy Birthday, Danny!