Gail’s Sunday Pic
Sunday, December 21, 2025
2025 Year in Review
So it's been kind of a mixed bag this year. Sadly, my Aunt Pam passed away back in February, then my cat, Alex, died in June. On the plus side, I got Murphy in August, and I finally managed to pay off what was left of my old revolving credit card debt that I've had hanging over me for 40 years.
Born on June 22, 2025, Murphy is about 6 months old as of this post. I picked him up off Craig's List for $10 when he was about 7 weeks old. Since then I've spent about $1300 over 5 vet visits to make sure he got all his shots and yes that includes neutering. Where Alex merely tolerated Gail, Murphy adores her. and the two are regularly seen snuggling up to one another. Those photos aren't staged. These two are really that close.
In spite of everything, I'm still gainfully employed. it's highly doubtful AI is going to take my job anytime soon, so I guess I can be thankful for that. On the other hand I recently found out I have chronic kidney disease, so that's no beuno. I won't find out until January if lifestyle and medication changes are going to be enough to keep it from progressing. Fingers crossed.
On a lighter note, I've started occasionally live-streaming Tarot card readings on Twitch. No, I don't actually believe in magical mumbo-jumbo, but there is an art to the craft. I look at Tarot as basically being psychology with flashcards. There are 78 cards, and each card can have different and multiple meanings depending on its context. When you know what you're doing you can ALWAYS match randomly dealt cards to the context. Form a coherent narrative around the cards and you can actually gain an altered perspective on your situation that may give you more confidence in facing your problems.
So that's about it for 2025. Not gonna lie: While it wasn't all bad, this year sucked pretty hard. I can't make any promises, but I fully intend on putting out more than 2 comics in 2026, and I might even include a few more jokes and rants.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year everybody!
Pax,
-f2xGET THE PLUNGER!
What is Flush Twice?
Flush Twice has been around since May of 2003. It started out as a JOTD (Joke of the Day) website. New jokes were published every weekday. Over the years, good jokes were increasingly hard to come by, and eventually they got so rare that I just stopped trying to publish them.
Since 2004 there has also been an eponymous comic. I still occasionally publish a new one on Saturdays. It’s also rare anymore, but sometimes it happens.
Here lately I’ve been posting a “Link of the Day”. For the time being, I will be featuring a new website from my enormous collection of bookmarked websites every weekday. None of it is solicited promotions, and no one is paying me to feature their site. These are just websites that at one time I thought were interesting enough to add to my bookmarks folder.
I highly encourage using some kind of ad blocking extension before clicking on any of these links. You’ll also hear me say this phrase a lot about these posts: “They can’t all be winners.” But it’s better than just leaving the site abandoned.
The jokes were generously provided by friends and visitors such as yourself. I want to express my eternal thanks to everyone over the years who helped contribute to the collection.
So what is it that makes a joke funny?
It all boils down to a sudden shift in perception. The story starts you thinking one way, then the punchline turns that thinking on its ear. The art of the joke is to craft a short story that isn’t overly contrived, then deliver a punchline that suddenly shifts your perception about the story you were being told.
Many of the jokes on this site are offensive, and I make no apologies for it. Offensive jokes work by making the reader uncomfortable through the use of a taboo subject thus enhancing the underlying humor. Without the offensive element, the joke would simply not be as funny.
(Just thought you might like to know.)
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Monthly Archives: January 2020
The Golfer and the Grump
A golfer hit his ball into a yard next to the golf course. As he went to retrieve it, a very grumpy man came out of the house and yelled, “Don’t you see the sign? It says, ‘Private property – Stay Out!'”
The golfer replied, “I am very sorry. I did not see your sign. That is my ball there. May I please have it?”
The angry man snarled, “It is in my yard, so it is my ball now!”
The golfer apologized again and said, “I understand.” Without complaint, he went back to his golf cart, pulled out another golf ball, walked backed, and threw the ball into the yard.
The grumpy man asked, “What did you do that for?”
“I consider myself a gentleman,” explained the golfer. “And I believe every prick should have two balls.”
The Four Bulls
Out in a pasture, four bulls were indulging in a bull session.
The first bull proclaimed, “I shall go to Rome and become a Papal bull.”
The second bull added to the exchange, “I shall get a job in a brokerage office and become a Wall Street bull.”
The third bull chimed in, “I am determined to move to China and open my own little shop.”
“That all sounds well and good,” nodded the fourth bull cheerfully, “Go out into the world if you will, but I love it right here and intend to stay for heifer and heifer and heifer!”
The Prolific Protestant
While recovering from an operation. a nun walked in to cheer up an ailing patient. During their conversation the patient mentioned his wife and 13 children.
“My, my,” remarked the nun, “13 children! I’m sure the Lord is pleased that you have raise a proper Catholic family. Many blessings be upon you!”
“I’m sorry, Sister,” he said, “But I am a Protestant, not Catholic.”
The nun scowled and remarked, “Quite the little sex maniac then, aren’t you?”
Colorful Toiletries
A drunk approached the party’s hostess and inquired, “Excuse me, but do you have green toilet paper that says, ‘Fuck you?'”
With a perplexed look, the hostess replied, “No, we just have the plain white toilet paper.”
“Oh, then I’m terribly sorry,” said the drunk. “I think I may have wiped my ass with your parrot.”
Muscle Manipulations
Tom was explaining to his friend Barry, “It’s incredible! My new girlfriend can manipulate the muscles of her vagina so it feels just like I’m getting a blow job!”
“That’s funny,” remarked Barry. “My ex-wife could manipulate the muscles of her mouth to sound like a cunt.”
Sunday, January 5, 2020
A Trip to the E.R.
Nobody panic. I’m OK… But… I need to see a cardiologist.
After exhibiting all the classic symptoms, my employer called an ambulance and made me go to the E.R. this past week.
It turns out that people my age, who are overweight and have a family history of heart problems, will likely have heart problems themselves. I do not get to be the exception.
The good news is that it was not a heart attack. I’m still being strongly urged to make an appointment for a stress test, and I’ll probably want to get one of those angiograms as well. More than likely I’ll end up with one of those “stints” used to make sure the blood keeps flowing like it should.
Fortunately, middle age male cardiac problems aren’t the death sentence they once were. You get your stint, watch your diet, get some exercise, and go back to work.
With any luck, I probably will not even mention this again.
Kudos
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“Buy books. Unlike high calorie food, they don’t give heart attacks.” ― Tanushree Podder
Pax,
-f2x
Cold Comfort
Sad News
We are sorry to report that the “Energizer Bunny”, a popular character seen in commercials, has died.
It was confirmed by a spokesman for the company that the bunny had died of a heart attack brought on by excessive sexual stimulation.
Apparently someone had put the batteries in backwards and the bunny just kept coming and coming and coming…
Movie Mashers
A blonde was complaining to her brunette friend, “I went to see a movie by myself last night, and I had a terrible experience with the men during the show!”
“No!” exclaimed her friend. “What happened? Did some guy try to get fresh with you?”
“I had to keep changing seats,” explained the blonde, “but eventually one did!”



