I can't imagine anyone inviting Jack to their Super Bowl party. He would show up with Tammy and a bunch of horribly prepared meats that are raw in the middle and covered in burnt sugar and charcoal sneezning, which Jack would insist everyone eat a portion of on camera and review with an A+ grade. He would compete with the football game to be the center of attention by loudly growling that the game is fixed (predicting the wrong winner each time), and whining over the halftime show about how WOKE Democrats are causing planes to crash to destabilize the country via egg prices. Then Jack would insist that everyone eat a portion of his horribly prepared food on camera and review it with an A+ grade, even though they did earlier; and he already forgot.
Then Jack would get all red and demand to know where the bathroom is, growling "COME ON, TAMMY" as she looks to the ceiling, shuts her eyes, and begins rolling plastic livestock insemination gloves up to her elbows. While being wheeled toward the toilet, Jack would grab a ziplock bag containing bleeding cubes of chuck roast and cheddar cheese; so he would have something to hold him over while Tammy works his gunt over with a rolling pin to stimulate a BM of hard cheese and blood with the color and consistency of Nesquik strawberry syrup. Note: Jack would rotate his hat 180* and say "Toilet Mode."