They should have named it a little more appropriately because all of us who have lost a love one could tell a story like this if we had a soundtrack playing in the background and we cut back and forth between the present and past memories. Listen, I know who the us is they are talking about but damn, every episode is like riding on a roller-coaster, where you just aren’t certain that you’re strapped down properly. This show needs a warning label! I want an apology for tricking me into throwing my forty year old crock pot away… and change that name to something like…

This Is Tragic.

or This Is Sad.

or This is Going To Require Somebody to Talk You Down.

Hell, this show could go on forever if they decide to flashback to Jack’s childhood. And then we can all weep uncontrollably over Jack’s broken cookies. We need support groups for episode survivors, And I love the show but admit it… those are some messed up kids. I’m never going to be able to buy a new car ever again without remembering Jack’s little dickering technique. I’ll make sure I take a hanky now and just be happy that he didn’t throw down in the Walmart checkout line… I bet I’m not the only one either. I may have been a little hard on them, and I am a little worried about that family now that Jack is gone. And only Jack could just make up something as ridiculous as that tree story, and get his whole family to still go along with it years later.

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