Once upon a time there lived a boy-man named Jack whose primary goal in life was to declare his independence from his overbearing, wealthy, and sinister parents. So, Jack built a house and moved into it. A good first step, certainly - however, Jack was unprepared for the domino effect of events that would follow. It doesn't take long before Jack's house becomes home to a motley assortment of larger-than-life characters, who may or may not mean Jack any good. Jack's response to the ensuing drama? He hides in the oblivion of alcohol, inside of the house that he built, hoping vaguely that all will be right when the fog clears. Do Jack's parents step in to exterminate the parasites from his house and life? Does Jack ever grow up and get his life together? Will his fairy tale end with "happily ever after"?