So Sunday night my parents had Kenny and I, along with my bro and his family over for dinner for my B-day. After dinner we were all having ice cream and cake. The cake was a gift from my co-worker shaped like a little puppy. Well we asked little Brian if he wanted some cake he said "Yeah", but then when we tried to give him a piece he said "no tanks, no tanks" and waived it away. We said "I thought you wanted Cake" and he says "I not eat dog, no tanks."
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