Little Johnny was telling his father, “My Chemistry teacher is really giving me a rough time.”
“Handle it this way Johnny,” his father advised. “Take special care with your personal appearance and attire. Pay attention in class. And do your assignments and homework promptly.”
Johnny sighed, “I really don’t think that’ll help, Dad.”
“Why not?” asked his father.
“During study break, she hissed at me that she’s 3 weeks overdue.”
Moss and Roy were chatting in the IT department at work.
“Yesterday, I met this gorgeous blonde girl in a bar,” said Roy
Moss asked, “So what happened? What did you do?”
“Well,” said Roy, “I invited her over to my place, we had a couple of drinks, we got into the mood and then she suddenly asked me to take all her clothes off.”
“You’re kidding me!” exclaimed Moss
“No seriously! I took her miniskirt off, then her bra, her panties, and then I lifted her up and put her on the desk next to my new laptop.”
“Really?” Moss said with excitement. “You got a new laptop?”
A groom passed down the aisle of the church to take his place by the altar. The best man noticed that the groom had the biggest, brightest smile on his face.
The best man asked, “Hey man, I know you are happy to be getting married, but what’s up with that smile?”
The groom replied, “I just had the best blow job I have ever had in my entire life and I am marrying the wonderful woman who gave it to me.”
The bride came walking down the aisle, and she too had the biggest, brightest smile on her face.
The maid of honor noticed this and asked, “Hey, I know you are happy to be getting married, but what’s up with that smile?”
The bride replied, “I’ll never have to give another blow job for the rest of my life!”
During the course of the afternoon the two became extremely friendly. One thing led to another, and before long the two were frolicking in the sheets.
Suddenly the phone rang, and the housewife took the call. After she hung up the phone she told the plumber, “That was my husband. He’s on his way home now, but he’ll be going back to the office around 8pm. Come back then, and we can take up where we left off.”
The plumber looked at the woman in disbelief, “What? On my own time?”
Do you remember when I mentioned that promotion? Well, now I’m demoted back to my old position. It was actually per my request. Here’s the scoop:
When I applied for the position, I thought I’d get along great with my new coworkers… Well I was half right. I got along great with my new boss… but the other guy… Let’s just call him “Martin” (not his real name)… While we seemed to get along on the surface, I really couldn’t stand working with “Martin”.
Of course when I asked for my old job back, I gave the supervisor a different reason because even though I didn’t like working with “Martin”, he’s not a bad guy, and I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. After all, it wasn’t his fault that I didn’t like working with him, and the guy who was “next in line” likes working with “Martin”. It seems everything worked out for the best after all.
Look, I already don’t like to work. I’ve said it many times that if I didn’t have to work for a living, I wouldn’t. Since I have to work for a living 5 to 6 days a week, it better not be something that makes me miserable. Working with Martin made me feel miserable, so it wasn’t worth the extra money.
Oh, and there’s a silver lining… The guy in charge of my department will be retiring in the next 3 to 6 years, and guess who’s the company’s #1 pick to replace him?
A few guys always got together every Friday after work. It was Friday the 13th, and Chad showed up particularly late.
He sat down at the bar and kicked back his entire first beer in one gulp. Then he turned and said, “I’m having some really bad luck today. I mean, I stopped by the house after work and my wife told me that she’s going to cut me back to only two times a week! I can’t believe it.”
At which point his buddy Troy put his hand on Chad’s shoulder and said reassuringly, “You think you’ve got it bad, she’s cut me out altogether.”
A Mexican family was trying to find a nursing home for their grandfather. All the Catholic facilities were completely full so they had to put him in a Jewish home.
After a few weeks in the Jewish facility, they came to visit Grandpa.
“How do you like it here?” asked the grandson.
“It’s wonderful! Everyone here is so courteous and respectful,” said Grandpa.
“We’re so happy for you. We were worried that this was the wrong place for you. You know, since you are a little different from everyone.”
“Oh, no! Let me tell you about how wonderfully they treat the residents here,” said the grandfather. “There’s a musician here. 85 years old. He hasn’t played the violin in 20 years and everyone still calls him ‘Maestro’!
“Then there’s the judge in here. 95 years old. Hasn’t been on the bench in 30 years and everyone still calls him ‘Your Honor’!
“And there’s a physician here. 90 years old. He hasn’t practiced medicine for 25 years and everyone still calls him ‘Doctor’!”
Then with a proud smile, Grandpa said, “And me, I haven’t had sex in over 35 years, and they still call me ‘The Fucking Mexican!'”
Paddy decided to go rabbit hunting, but when he got to his favorite field, he saw the village priest was already there.
Paddy watched with fascination as the priest held his finger over the rabbit hole, and immediately a rabbit popped out. The priest grabbed it and put it into a sack.
He repeated this unusual but very successful technique until his sack was full of rabbits.
Paddy stopped the priest and asked him how he did it.
“Easy,” said the priest. “Stick your finger in your wife’s pussy and wiggle it around a bit. When you hold your finger over a rabbit hole, they can’t resist the smell. When they pop their heads out, you grab them.”
Paddy rushed home to find his wife bent over scrubbing the floor. He lifted up her skirt and applied his finger as directed.
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.