EVERYBODY'S GOT A JERRY.
MOST OF US LOVE OURS.

We love the Jerrys in our life. So much that we can't stop complaining about them.

Think of the last time the whole table was together and somebody told the story again. The one everybody already knew. The one where everybody looked at the same person by the second sentence. He took a bow.

That's why we're here. The world is full of people we'd help move a couch at midnight but cannot leave unsupervised. Somebody had to make them a present. He doesn't even mind.

There's a two-pack. One for your Jerry, one for you. Because you're somebody's Jerry too.