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,
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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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Author Archives: f2x
Hiding Christmas Presents
Kenny was about to open the wardrobe when his wife shouted at him from across the room, “Don’t open that wardrobe! Your Christmas present is in there!”
“Too late,” said Kenny, pulling the door open. Upon looking in the wardrobe, Kenny said, “Do you always have to get me the worst presents? I mean, what would I want with a half-naked mailman?”
The Defective Toaster
A woman went into a department store and told the clerk that she wanted to return a toaster for refund because it didn’t work.
The clerk told her that he couldn’t give her a refund because she bought it on special.
All of a sudden the woman threw her arms up and yelled, “Grab my Breasts! Grab my breasts!”
The clerk didn’t know what to do, so he called the store manager, who asked her if he can help.
She explained that she wanted to return the non-working toaster for refund, and he told her that he would not give her a refund because she bought the toaster on special.
Once again she yelled, “Grab my breasts! Grab my breasts!”
The manager was taken aback and asked her why she was yelling that particular phrase.
She replied, “Because I like to have my breasts grabbed when I’m getting screwed!”
Rear Ended
Brian and Barry were driving in their car. As they came to an intersection, they stopped for the red light. Suddenly a semi smashed into the back of their car!
Brian got out of the car and approached the truck driver. “Look at what you’ve done to our car!” exclaimed Brian. “You’re going to pay for this damage!”
“Yeah? Well you can just suck my dick!”, shouted the truck driver.
Brian got back in the car. “Barry, I think he wants to settle out of court.”
Body Building and Jerking Off
So little Johnny asked his dad, “You know, jerking off seems to take a lot of effort. Do you think it will make my arm muscles grow bigger?”
“I don’t know, son” said his father. “But don’t stop, I’m about to cum.”
PE Remedy
Marvin had a problem with premature ejaculation, so he paid a visit to a sex shop for a remedy.
The clerk handed him a yellow spray can and said, “This is Stay-Hard spray. One small spritz, and you can go all night!”
Excited, Marvin took it home, stashed it under the kitchen sink, and waited eagerly for bedtime.
Later that night, he sprayed some on his pecker and went upstairs to his wife. To his utter disappointment, the “remedy” made him orgasm quicker than ever.
The next day, Marvin returned to the sex shop, angrily slammed the can down on the counter, and snapped, “This stuff made me worse than before!”
Upon looking at the can, the clerk asked, “I don’t suppose your hid this stuff under your kitchen sink, did you?”
“Yeah, so?”
“You grabbed the wrong can. This is Easy-Off.”
Sunday, February 11, 2018
Sliding Downhill
Every Saturday I go to visit my dad at his house, and I always take my dog Grace along, but this isn’t about that.
So they recently they opened a new Hardee’s near my dad’s house, and Dad wanted to go there for supper. It sounded good to me too. So the three of us got in the car to get some delicious take out.
Dad and I went inside to get a good look at the menu. The first of the four TV screen menus was dedicated to promoting sliders. Grace always gets a small sandwich when we go out like this, and a slider would be perfect for her.
The girl behind the counter informed me that she couldn’t serve me a slider because they were out of slider buns until Thursday. When my dad asked, “Well couldn’t you just…” she cut him off and said she’d have to ask the manager.
OK, so normally I would have gone nuclear at this point, but it’s a fucking slider, not an international conflict. Still, it really got in my craw over the way this had been handled.
Never mind the fact that they ran out of buns. That shit happens. The “buns won’t be in until Thursday” kind of irked me, but that’s not the worst of it either. Cutting my dad off without hearing his proposal wasn’t very nice, but I could tell from her tone she’d been dealing with this all day.
Having worked a few fast food places in my youth, I knew from experience that you typically offer the customer something of commensurate value for the inconvenience, especially when 25% of the store’s promotionals are pushing the sliders. You don’t just drop that shit in the customer’s lap with, “I’ll need to check with my manager.” Have a fucking backup plan in place already.
The girl wasn’t trying to be rude either. She was just doing what management left her with, and when you have bad management, talking to the manager can turn a shaky dining experience into a shitty one.
Fortunately, Grace didn’t mind getting a cheeseburger instead of a slider. It just felt like they could have handled their bun shortage a little better. Great first impression Hardee’s. Good luck at your new location.
Pax,
-f2x
Perspicuous Parley
Shy From the Last Time
Marc was dating a beautiful woman. He loved everything about her, but she seemed especially hesitant about getting intimate.
“What’s wrong? Are you just not into me?” He asked.
“No, it’s not that at all,” she insisted. “It’s just that the last time I had sex it was like the men’s 100 meter final at the Olympics.”
Marc laughed, “Over in 9.5 seconds?”
“No,” she said, “Eight black men and a gun.”
Inappropriate Fantasy
Little Johnny went to confession and said to the priest, “Bless me Father for I have sinned. Three days ago I masturbated while thinking about my sister.”
“That’s utterly disgraceful, Johnny,” said the priest. “Especially when you have two gorgeous brothers.”


