Tuesday on Tittyweb Jenkins

WAKEY WAKEY.

Sorry that my promised, and highly anticipated poat is more of an afternoon delight, but I had shit to do.

Mostly, I had to purchase QOTSA Cats fucking in a closet tickets.    And I got AWESOME seats.   Aren’t you all excited?

Whatever bitches.

Moving right along – the promised content. My mother posts a LOT of stuff on facebook.  Links to just ridiculous articles … but I’ll spare you that IQ-bleeding stuff.   Here  is  a sampling of the memes she’s put up in the last 24 hours alone.  Enjoy:

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What exactly is the point there?  She’s NOT an Indian, and it’s a slam on her lying/cultural appropriation.

Moving on.

Ha ha ha … that’s awesome.    Except …. I seem to  remember that the woman YOU WANTED TO CALL MADAM PRESIDENT repeated the line “I don’t recall” about a million times when she was under oath.

Weak sauce.   But if it’s critical of Trump, she’ll share it.

If A and B, then C in this case does not compute.  The problem is that too many women simply lack the ability to think logically. I hope this Claudia chick knows how to make good sammichs.

You know … you’re ON to something here … lets investigate the why of this one!

This is probably the worst of the lot, and was the inspiration for this MARVELOUS poat:

1) The “country” demands no such thing and

2) THERE IS NO FUCKING INDIGENOUS GRAVE SITES ALONG THE PIPELINE.

Asshole.

Here’s a palate cleanser:

I will be seeing QOTSA Cats fucking in a closet in this marvelous location:

I’ll be in one of those cool boxes between the main floor and the balcony.  So, I don’t really need a panty cannon with a long range, but obviously my ability to arc it will be limited.

Someone – admitted to LOVING the newest QOTSA Cats fucking in a closet album, so here’s a nice little track for all of you.

edit (J’Ames) QOTSA = Queens Of The Stone Age = Cats Fucking In A Closet™