By M. Giant
Dwight's ancient Aunt Shirley has died, and nobody from the office is invited to the funeral except Oscar, out of spite and to serve as our guide through the Schrute of it all. At the gravesite, Dwight is revealed to have siblings: an accidental pot-farmer brother named Jeb and a pretentious single mom named Fanny. When Aunt Shirley's last will and testament is played for the family on VHS, she expresses her disappointment in the prodigal Schrutes, and says that if they come back home, she'll leave her very large farm to Dwight, Fanny, and Jeb. Dwight's the only one who likes the idea at first, but after a bit of campaigning, flirting with a farm girl named Esther, and bonding with his young nephew, he manages to talk his siblings into taking on the farm. It looks like the beginning of a whole series, which it was of course intended to be, but since there wasn't a laugh in the entire thing it's probably just as well that it didn't get picked up.
At the office -- and don't ask me why everyone's working on a Saturday -- Todd Packer returns, announcing that he's in the "making amends" stage of his various twelve-step programs. He's brought gourmet cupcakes from the fancy place in the mall and most of the employees seem inclined to forgive and forget at the sight of them, but Pam talks everyone into staying strong and rejecting Packer's weak gesture of apology. At least until he leaves, whereupon everyone but Pam immediately digs in and Packer tells us that he drugged the cupcakes to the gills in revenge for getting fired. Pam shows up the morning having decided to eat her cupcake after all, only to find everyone miserable and hung over after a night filled with moments from Fear and Loathing in Scranton. And yet they all still made it into work today. On a Sunday, no less. And then Packer delivers cupcakes to Darryl and Jim in Philadelphia. That's about it.
Seriously, though, I'm sadder about the death of Aunt Shirley than I am about the death of The Farm.