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: February 2020
Guessing Engagement
A young man excitedly told his mother that he had fallen in love and was going to get married.
“Just for fun, Mama, I’m going to show you a picture of 3 girls,” said the young man, “and you try and guess which one I’m going to marry.”
As the mother nodded in agreement, the son took out a photograph of three young women, and showed it to her.
She immediately blurted out, “The one on the right.”
“That’s amazing, Mama! How did you know?”
The mother replied, “Because I don’t like her.”
The “Here After” Routine
As the car came to a stop on the edge of a lonely country road, the young woman remarked, “You aren’t going to pull that old ‘out of gas’ routine on me, are you?
“No,” said the fellow. “I’m going to pull the ‘here after’ routine.”
“What’s that?” she asked unwittingly.
“If you’re not here after what I’m here after, you’ll be here after I’m gone.”
Island Wishes
A Blonde, a red head, and a brunette were walking along an island beach. One of them found a bottle and a genie popped out.
The genie said he would grant each of them one wish.
The blonde said, “I need to get off this island. I wish for a rowboat.”
With a flash, a rowboat appeared and she rushed it out into the water.
The redhead said, “I also need to get off this island, so I wish for a jet ski.”
With a flash, the jet ski appeared, and the redhead rushed it out into the water, overtaking the blonde.
The genie then turned to the brunette as she shook her head.
”I guess I’ll take a million dollars,” said the brunette, “and just use the bridge to get back home.”
On the Witness Stand
A blonde was summoned to court to appear as a witness in a lawsuit. The prosecutor opened his questioning with, “Where were you the night of August 24th?”
“Objection!” said the defense attorney. “Irrelevant!”
“Oh, that’s okay,” said the blonde from the witness stand. “I don’t mind answering the question.”
“I object!” the defense said again.
“No, really,” said the blonde. “I’ll answer.”
The judge ruled: “If the witness insists on answering, there is no reason for the defense to object.”
So the prosecutor repeated the question: “Where were you the night of August 24th?”
The blonde replied brightly, “I don’t know.”
Taking Up an Instrument
Phil bought his wife a piano for her birthday.
A few weeks later, his buddy asked how she was doing with it.
“I persuaded her to switch to a clarinet,” said Phil.
“How come?” asked his friend.
“Well,” he answered, “when she plays the clarinet, she can’t sing.”
Sunday, February 23, 2020
Extremely Busy
Even when I have some time off, that time has already got something penciled in. I have been running around non-stop for the past two weeks. Minus the calisthenics, it has nearly the same feel as the amount of work I had to put in for the military.
I got that “Work hard; play hard” sort of thing going on. I just want some time off so I can catch my breath… And I mean some real time off where I don’t have to worry about anything.
Alas, it’s not to be. My schedule is booked tight for the foreseeable future, and I’ve got to shoehorn in a few more things before it is all over.
Kudos
Our award for best contributors goes to George and Glenn. Those two guys keep emailing me jokes… most of which I’ve already used, but at least they still send me emails on a regular basis. Of course you could be using our submission page to send me jokes or even email flush2x@gmail.com like George and Glenn do.
“There is always an adventure waiting in the woods.” ― Katelyn S. Bolds
Pax,
-f2x
Last Minute Solutions
6 Shots of Whisky
A young man sat down at the bar and order 6 shots of whisky.
“6 shots?!?” cried the bartender. “Are you celebrating something?”
“Yeah. My first blowjob.”
As the bartender started pouring the shots he said, “In that case, let me give you a 7th on the house.”
“No thanks,” said the young man. “If 6 shots won’t get rid of the taste, nothing will.”
Discharged
The day finally came that Private Johnson was to be honorably discharged from the military.
“I suppose now that you’ve got your honorable discharge,” snarled his company commander, “you’ll just be waiting for me to die so you can come and piss on my grave.”
“No Sir!” the soldier replied. “I don’t want to spend that much time standing in line.”



