A couple of friends were enjoying a few pints down at the local bar, when one said to the other, “Why do you think all the guys around here find my wife so attractive?”
“It’s probably because of her speech impediment,” replied the second guy.
“What do you mean her speech impediment?” inquired the first fellow. “My wife doesn’t have a speech impediment!”
“Well,” replied his friend, “then you must be the only guy who’s never noticed that she can’t say ‘NO’!”
A sex researcher phoned one of his participants in a recent survey to check on a discrepancy.
He asked the man, “In response to the question on frequency of intercourse you answered ‘twice weekly’. Your wife, on the other hand, answered ‘several times a night’.”
“That’s right,” replied the bloke, “And that’s how it’s going to stay until our second mortgage is paid off.”
Usually on Sunday, weather permitting, I cut my grass. As a courtesy I also cut the front lawns of my neighbor’s homes as well. It’s something I started doing a few years ago. These are small yards, and it’s really no trouble… Until it gets hot out… and naturally it’s usually hot out when the grass gets growing.
Of course the neighbor to the south is a renter. She never cuts her lawn herself, and it’s not a service offered in her lease either. About once every month and a half she’d hire a bunch of guys to cut her grass… poorly. This year I started doing her front and back yard as well. Partly because I’m a nice guy, but since she lives on a corner it stands out as an eyesore if I don’t.
In a way, it’s become a bit of a spectacle to see me stretching my extension cord across the neighborhood cutting all these lawns. I think it may have inspired others to get out there and make their lawns look neat and trim. I have to admit that in the 15 years I’ve lived in my house, I’ve never seen the yards on my street look quite so tidy.
New Logo
Just wanted to include a quick mention that I put up a new “logo” with the site’s new tagline, “Comics and Joke of the Day”. The “Once for the bulk…” text is actually built into the header image, so give me a week or two to come up with a new header.
Last of the Weekend Jokes
Just a reminder that next Saturday and Sunday there will be no new jokes posted. We’re going back to the Monday-Friday arrangement. The number of visits to the site actually went down since I started posting weekend jokes. Coincidence? Most likely. I don’t think people started avoiding this place because I posted more jokes, but they sure as hell didn’t flock to the site either.
5 jokes a week. If you don’t like it, start your own JOTD!
A couple was trying their best to save it for their wedding night, but one evening they were unable to resist each other any longer, and the young lady told him he could put it in, but only an inch or so.
He promised to restrain himself, and after assuming the position, he eased into heaven’s gate, but “only a little”.
After holding off for as long as he could, he recklessly slipped her the whole banana.
Moaning in ecstasy she cried out, “Oh, that’s wonderful, Darling! I’ve changed my mind! Please put it all the way in!”
Thinking fast her lover said, “I’m sorry my dear, but a promise is a promise!”
The first friend admitted, “I think my wife is having an affair with the electrician. The other day I came home and found wire cutters under our bed… and they weren’t mine.”
The second friend answered, “I think my wife is having an affair with the plumber. The other day I found a wrench under the bed and it wasn’t mine.”
The third guy told them, “I think my wife is having an affair with a horse!”
Both his friends look at him with utter disbelief.
“No, I’m serious! The other day I came home and found a jockey under our bed.”
A little boy and his grandfather were raking leaves in the yard.
The little boy found an earthworm trying to get back into its hole.
The boy said, “Grandpa, I bet I can put that worm back in that hole.”
The grandfather skeptically replied, “I’ll bet you five dollars you can’t. It’s too wiggly and limp to put back in that little hole.”
The little boy ran into the house and came back out with a can of hairspray. He sprayed the worm until it was straight and stiff as a board. Then he put the worm back into the hole.
The grandfather handed the little boy five dollars, grabbed the hairspray, and ran into the house.
Thirty minutes later the grandfather came back out and handed the little boy another $5.
The boy looked at the $5 and said, “But grandpa, you already paid me for the bet.”
The grandfather replied, “That’s from your grandma.”
An old Indian chief sat in his hut on the reservation, smoking a ceremonial pipe and eyeing two U.S. government officials sent to interview him.
“Chief Two Eagles” asked one official, “You have observed the white man for ninety years. You’ve seen his wars and his technological advances. You’ve seen his progress he made, and the damage he’s done.”
The Chief nodded in agreement.
The official continued, “Considering all these events, in your opinion, where did the white man go wrong?”
The Chief stared at the government officials over a minute, then calmly replied. “When white man found the land, Indians were running it. No taxes, no debt, plenty buffalo, plenty beaver. Women did all the work, Medicine man free, Indian man spent all day hunting and fishing, All night having sex.”
Then the chief leaned back and smiled. “Only white man dumb enough to think he could improve system like that!”
A Frenchman and an Italian were seated next to an Australian on an overseas flight. After a few cocktails, the men began discussing their love lives.
“Last night I made love to my wife four times,” the Frenchman bragged, “and this morning she made me delicious crepes and she told me how much she adored me.”
“Ah, last night I made love to my wife six times,” the Italian responded, “and this morning she made me a wonderful omelet and told me she could never love another man.”
When the Australian remained silent, the Frenchman smugly asked, “And how many times did you make love to your wife last night?”
“Once,” he replied. “Only once?” the Italian arrogantly snorted. “And what did she say to you this morning?”
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.