| Shane: | This a joke? |
| Rick: | No. Serious. |
| Shane: | Never met a woman who knew how to turn off a light. They're born thinkin' the switch only goes one way: on. Struck blind the second they leave a room. I mean, every woman I ever let have a key, I swear to God, it's like - come home, house all lit up... And y'see my job, apparently, because my chromosomes happen to be different, is I then gotta walk through that house and turn off every single light that this chick left on. |
| Rick: | Is that right. |
| Shane: | Yeah, baby. Mm. Oh, Reverend Shane's a-preachin' to ya now, boy. Now that same chick, mind you, she'll bitch about, uh, global warming. That's when Reverend Shane wants to quote from the God Gospel and say - 'Um, darlin'? Maybe if you and every other pair of boobs on this planet could just figure out that the light switch, see, goes both ways, maybe we wouldn't have so much 'global warming.' |
| Rick: | You say that? |
| Shane: | The polite version. But I'll tell ya, man, that earns me this look of loathing you would not believe. And that's when the Exorcist voice comes out - 'YOU SOUND JUST LIKE MY DAMN FA-THUR! Always yellin' about the power bill, tellin' me to turn off the damn lights!' |
| Rick: | So what do you say to that? |
| Shane: | I know what I want to say, is 'Bitch, you mean to tell me that you been hearin' this your entire life, and you are still too damn stupid to figure out how to turn off a switch?' Wouldn't actually say that, though. |
| Rick (laughing): | That would be bad. |
| Shane: | Go with the polite version again. |
| Rick: | Very wise. |
I don’t think there’s anything I ship less than Rick/Shane slash.
Unpopular opinion?

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→ Rick and Shane giving each other significant looks.
six random screen caps involving Shane
→ 2.05, Chupacabra
2.02 - Bloodletting
➞ 18 Miles Out.
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(via walkerterritory)
(via not-thegoodguyanymore)
“I’ve known this man a long time. I trust his instincts.”
| Merle: | Who the hell are you, man? |
| Rick: | Officer Friendly. Look here, Merle - things are different now. There are no "niggers" anymore. No dumb-as-shit inbred white-trash fools, either. Only dark meat, and white meat. There's us and the dead. We survive this by pulling together, not apart. |
| Merle: | Screw you, man. |
| Rick: | I can see you make a habit of missing the point. |
| Merle: | Yeah? Well screw you twice. |
| Rick: | Oughta be polite to a man with a gun. Only common sense. |