Zach and I drove my brother-in-law to his former office in Andover this morning. The office is located in a woodsy area of Andover, and as we were driving back to the highway, I saw a deer munching on some grass right in front of another office building. I stopped the car and pointed out the deer to Zach. This how our conversation about the deer went:
Me: Zach, look! There's a deer!
Zach: A deer?
Me: Yes, a deer. See him over there?
Zach: Yea, what deer doing?
Me: I think he's eating breakfast. See him eating the grass?
Zach: Deer eating pancakes.
Me: What?
Zach: Deer no eat grass. Deer eat pancakes for breakfast.
Me: Oh....
Zach: Deer no like grass.
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