Ashler Ketchum

I blog and reblog things that I like.
shipocalypse:

siamesecats:

ok

This popped up on my dash while my mother was around and she looked at me and was like, “This is the website you spend all day on.”


Yes, mother. Yes it is.

shipocalypse:

siamesecats:

ok

This popped up on my dash while my mother was around and she looked at me and was like, “This is the website you spend all day on.”

Yes, mother. Yes it is.

(Source: qilme, via 413thdivision)

  • 1950s lyrics: splishin and a-splashin, one time i was splishin and a-splashin. ooh, i was movin and a-groovin. yeah, i was splishin and a-splashin.
  • 1960s lyrics: he hit me and it felt like a kiss. he hit me and i knew he loved me. if he didn't care for me, i could have never made him mad. but he hit me and i was glad.
  • 1970s lyrics: my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling. my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling.
  • 2012 lyrics: i'm pimpin where i'm winnin, thats just how i’m chillin. i'm smokin grits and sellin chickens, corvette painted lemons.
  • EVERY DECADE HAS BAD LYRICS NOW GET OVER YOURSELVES YOU INSUFFERABLE DOUCHEBAGS