Stormtroopers can’t shoot straight, but apparently they can’t think straight either. Especially when Bigfoot steps out of the trees, channels his inner Jedi, and waves them off with: “These aren’t the footprints you’re looking for.” A cryptid cameo, a canon collapse, and now—a coffee mug. Field notes: “Imperial unit documented crouched over oversized tracks. Specimen (Squatch) leaned casually against tree, issuing low-energy psychic suggestion. Result: total confusion, immediate retreat. Secondary observation: subject radiated smugness equal to or greater than Obi-Wan Kenobi.” Translation? The Force was always squatchy. This mug is for believers, for meme historians, and for anyone who knows the Pacific Northwest might as well be Endor with better coffee. Pour in your dark roast, your blue milk latte, or your conspiracy-fueled energy drink. Either way, you’re sipping on lore. Ceramic, dishwasher safe, microwave safe. Printed and shipped straight from Detroit—no tariffs, no smuggler fees, no awkward Jedi hand waves at customs. Strong enough for daily use, weird enough for daily laughs. Because sometimes the Force doesn’t hide in droids—it hides in footprints.

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