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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A Thorough Exam
After a brief wait in the lobby, Alice was shown to an examination room. Almost immediately the doctor came in.
“Miss Parker, is it? I’m Doctor Anderson, and I’d like to give you a thorough examination. If you don’t mind, please remove all of your clothing.”
“B-b-but doctor,” Alice stammered. “I only stopped by for the blood test results. Dr. Johnson found me in perfect condition just yesterday.”
“So he told me, so he told me,” replied Dr. Anderson.
A Life to be Envied
Two older, successful businessmen met at a resort.
One who had recently retired was describing his life, “I get up late in the morning, have a light breakfast and then I lie down on my veranda for a few hours and relax. In the afternoon I go inside for lunch, have a great salad, fruits and cold fish, then I spend the rest of the afternoon boating or playing golf or tennis. When it starts to get dark I have a great dinner with the finest wines. I smoke a Cuban cigar. Then I go lie on my veranda again.”
The other gentleman acknowledges that this is a life to be envied.
Later he reported the conversation to his wife.
She asked, “What’s his wife’s name?”
Her husband said, “I’m not sure, but I think it’s Veranda.”
Late Again
The Secretary came in late for work the third day in a row.
The boss called her into his office and said, “Now look Sharon, I know we had a wild fling for a while, but that’s over. I expect you to conduct yourself like any other employee around here. Who told you that you could come and go as you please around here?”
Sharon simply smiled, lit up a cigarette, and while exhaling said, “My lawyer.”
Can I Buy You a Drink?
A guy was chatting up a lady in a night club. “Can I buy you a drink?” he asked.
“Haven’t you got a girlfriend?” she replied. “Guys like you always have girlfriends.”
“No, sadly we broke up just over a month ago.” he assured her.
“Oh I’m sorry to hear that,” she said, “Go on then, I’ll have a white wine please.”
After few drinks, a kiss, and a cuddle, they headed off back to her place for an evening of passionate sex.
While he was putting his clothes back on she said, “So, you’re a nice guy, good looking, and pretty amazing in bed. Can I ask why on earth did you split up with your girlfriend?”
As he slipped out the door he said, “My wife found out.”
Breaking it off
Larry finally found the nerve to tell his fiancee that he had to break off their engagement so he could marry another woman.
“Can she cook like I can?” the distraught woman asked between sobs.
“Not on her best day,” he replied.
“Can she buy you expensive gifts like I do?”
“No, she’s broke.”
“Well, then, is it sex?”
“Nobody does it like you, babe.”
“Then what can she do that I can’t?”
“Sue me for child support.”
Prurient Parcel
Grilling up Trouble
Ted and Cindy were working in their garden one day when Ted mentioned, “You’re butt is getting really big,I bet your butt is bigger than the barbecue.”
With that he proceeded to get a measuring tape and measure the grill and then his wife’s bottom.
“Yes, I was right, your butt is two inches wider than the barbecue!”
Cindy chose to ignore her husband.
Later that night in bed, Ted was feeling a little frisky. He made an advance towards his wife, but she completely brushed him off.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
She answered, “Do you really think I’m going to fire up this big-ass grill for one little weenie?”
Mattress Sales
A salesman left town on business. After a couple of weeks he came home and told his wife about it.
“Guess what dear,” he said with enthusiasm. “In only two weeks, I earned 4000 dollars by selling 50 mattresses!”
To which the wife replied “Really? Well with just one mattress, I managed to earn almost twice as much.”
The Drunken Barfly
A drunk blonde sat at the bar and called out, “Barfender, I’d like a marhini for my heartburn.”
The barman mixed her drink and put in down in front of her.
A few minutes later, she called him over and said, “Barfender, I’d like a marhini for my heartburn.”
He rolled his eyes but mixed her drink anyway and set it down in front of her.
A few minutes later, she waved him over again and said, “Barfender, I’d like a marhini for my heartburn.”
The barman looked her up and down and said, “First off, it’s bartender, not barfender. Second off, it’s martini, not marhini. And finally, you don’t have heartburn, your left tit is laying in the ashtray.”


