Some arguments shake the galaxy. Others just shake the dinner table. On one side: Palpatine, red-faced, screaming like the galaxy’s angriest espresso machine. On the other: Jedi Smudge, robed, calm, and deeply unimpressed with a plate of greens. This isn’t the duel of fates. It’s scream vs. cat, tank top edition. Field notes: “Subject A (Palpatine) documented projecting rage, volume levels approaching Force lightning output. Subject B (Jedi Cat) exhibited zero reaction aside from salad rejection. Outcome: stalemate, lettuce untouched, Emperor mad about it.” Translation? Cat wins. Salad loses. Everyone else gets a show. This tank is for women who know the power of an eye-roll, the grace of unbothered silence, and the importance of wearing your meme energy. Ideal for workouts, hot cons, or summer hangouts where you’d rather sip iced coffee than engage in pointless drama. Ladies’ triblend tank: soft as Ewok fluff, light as a Jedi ghost, strong enough to survive both laundry day and fandom fights. Because sometimes the strongest Force move is just… not caring.

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