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
Want a Ride Little Girl?
A 10-year-old girl was walking home from school one day, when a man on a motorcycle pulled up beside her. As he followed along beside the young child, he turned to her and asked, “Hey there little girl, do you want to go for a ride?”
“NO!” said the little girl as she kept on walking.
Not being dissuaded, the motorcyclist countered with, “I’ll give you a big bag of candy if you hop on the back.”
“NO!” the little girl shouted again, and then hurried down the street.
The motorcyclist pulled up beside the little girl again and said, “Listen, kid, I’ll give you 20 dollars and a big bag of candy! All you have to do is just hop on the back of my bike and go for a ride with me!”
The little girl stopped, turned towards the motorcyclist, and yelled, ”Look Dad, You’re the one who bought a Honda instead of a Harley, SO YOU RIDE THE DAMN THING!”
The Newlywed Husband
A newlywed was talking to an associate at work about his recent marriage.
“Wait a second,” said the associate, “You’re telling me that you’re your wife’s third husband?”
“No,” said the newlywed, “I am her fourth husband.”
“Good grief!” cried the associate, “You’re not a husband, you’re a habit.”
A Short Lived Relationship
Marty and Alex were sitting at the bar having a few beers, when Marty asked, “Hey, are you still seeing that girl with the lazy eye?”
Alex said, “No, I had to break up with her.”
“What happened?” asked Marty
Alex explained, “She kept seeing guys on the side.”
Figuring Fractions
A grade school teacher posed the following problem to her arithmetic class:
“A wealthy man died and left behind ten million dollars.
One-fifth is to go to his wife, one-fifth is to go to his son, one-sixth to his butler, and the rest to charity.
Now, what does each get?”
The class fell silent for a long moment.
Finally, one little boy raised his hand and answered, “A lawyer!”
Lucky Horse
Linda slapped her husband on the back of the head.
“What was that for?” cried her husband.
“I found a piece of paper in your pants with the name ‘Mary Lou’ written on it,” she said angrily. “You better have a good explanation!”
“Now, sweetheart, calm down,” said the husband. “I was at the track last week and that was the name of the horse I bet on.”
Later that same day, Linda walked up to her husband and smacked him hard on the forehead.
“What the heck was that for?” he demanded.
“Your ‘horse’ just called.”
Sunday, January 26, 2020
Too Damn Good in the Kitchen
It’s winter here, and the weather is not exactly inviting me to experience the great outdoors. As a result I tend to sit around and contemplate what I want to eat… and then I spend my time making that dish a reality.
I have a very particular set of skills that I have acquired over a very long time of living on my own that allows me to take basic ingredients and manipulate them in such a way as to create those Instagramable moments that taste as good as they look.
This is not helping my waistline.
I wish my comics were as good as my dinners.
Kudos
This is the part where we thank this week’s contributors, and oh look! It’s Glenn and George again! Seriously I if you guys didn’t send me the jokes that you do, I would have quit by now. Of course anyone can use our submission page or email flush2x@gmail.com. It’s tax deductible!
“All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.” ― Charles M. Schulz
Pax,
-f2x
Native Tongue
Red Flags
So he seems like a nice guy, and you decided to go on a date with him, but if he utters any of the following phrases, run for the nearest exit and don’t look back!
“I really don’t like this restaurant, but I wanted to use this 2-for-1 coupon before it expired.”
“I refuse to get [cable/internet/cell phone]. That’s how they keep tabs on you.”
“I used to come here all the time with my ex.”
“I really feel that I’ve grown in the past few years. Used to be I wouldn’t have given someone like you a second look.”
“It’s been tough, but I’ve come to accept that most people I date just won’t be as smart as I am.”
Marriage Certificate
Gordon stared intently at the document.
“What are doing?” asked his wife. “You’ve been staring at that paper for an hour.”
“It’s our marriage certificate,” replied Gordon. “I was hoping to find an expiration date.”



