Edit: The caption did not attached to the comic, so I have put it below. It should make sense now. "Well, all right, Junior, I suppose one Jolly Rancher won't spoil your appetite."
A woman's husband had been slipping in and out of a coma for several months, yet she had stayed by his bedside every single day. One day, when he came to, he motioned for her to come nearer. As she sat by him, he whispered, eyes full of tears, You know what? You have been with me all through the bad times. When I got fired, you were there to support me. When my business failed, you were there. When I got shot, you were by my side. When we lost the house, you stayed right here. When my health started failing, you were still by my side. You know what? What dear? I think you're bad luck.
One of these things is not like the others. One of these things doesn't belong. Can you tell which thing is not like the others By the time I finish my song?
