Ryan: What’s your blood type?
Shane: How would I know?
Ryan: How would you not?!
Shane: Who am I? Karl Landsteiner, discoverer of blood groups?
Ryan: You don’t know your own blood type, but you know who discovered them?
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Ryan: What’s your blood type?
Shane: How would I know?
Ryan: How would you not?!
Shane: Who am I? Karl Landsteiner, discoverer of blood groups?
Ryan: You don’t know your own blood type, but you know who discovered them?
Shane: Sometimes I'll start a sentence and I don't even know where it's going. I just hope I'll find it along the way.
Shane: The rich should get robbed once a week.
Ryan: Why?
Shane: Builds character.
Shane, about to do something dumb but iconic: Ryan stop telling me that my ideas are invalid. I try to tell you my plan and you're already interrupting me, saying, "You can't do that, Shane!" And "That's illegal, Shane!" Just let me talk, jesus christ!
Ryan, striding into Buzzfeed confidently: I've finally gotten over my fear of ghosts!
Shane: That’s the spirit!
Ryan, hiding behind Shane: oH fUCk WHERE
Buzzfeed team: Okay what are some good responses for being stabbed with a knife?
Ryan: Rude.
TJ: Not again.
Shane: Are you going to want this back?
Ryan: Why are you like this?
Shane: I used too much “No More Tears” shampoo as a child and haven’t felt a single emotion since then.
Ryan: *Praying* It’s me again. I need someone to be my friend, someone who won’t run away. Maybe send me an angel, the nicest angel you have.
Shane, walking into Buzzfeed: *Maniacal laughter*