Because he was salty
Me: I don't have a unicorn. A: You better get naked and go into that Arby's and look for it anyway. M: Ok.
Me: mmm, talk to me in an accent. H: Zoinks, like, there's a ghost! Let's get out of here Scoob! M: *swoons*
I'm Frito-Lay when you're Everyready.
