Then she just goes into the longest-winded diatribe of her life being a unicorn and how the other horses were mean to her because she has a horn. The other horses are like, "What's that horn sticking out of your head? You look stupid! And why do you fart nice-smelling rainbows? Farts are supposed to smell bad! You are lame! Hahahahaha! [smelly fart]"
But then the unicorn says, "Do you have any potato chips, by any chance? I love potato chips." Yet as an expert on unicorns (as we all obviously are), you know that potato chips are really bad for unicorns.
But you do have a pack of Doritos.
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