This mug absolutely slaps! I mean, it's a real friggin' banger! I got it for my wife as an Christmas gift and she totally hardcore POUNDS coffee from it everyday. She's got severe coffee jitters from loving this mug so much, I'm talking gallons of coffee in her system at any given moment. But she definitely white-knuckles her grip on it so as to not drop it. The coalescence of beauty, function, and that extra dynamite from it being handcrafted takes her to fucking Mars and back on the daily. It's the bomb.dot.com. She'd told me if she had a choice between our children and this mug, she'd choose mug 100% of the time. Like if she was dangling from a cliff with the mug in one hand and holding onto a tree root with the other, she'd cradle the mug to her demise before letting go of it to save herself. If the apocalypse came and we had seconds to say our goodbyes, she'd run for mug and be sipping it through annihilation. She insists I talk to mug, and cradle mug. So I tell mug about how the workday went, about my innermost fears, about all of my existential crisis. And mug just holds onto that nonsense like Fort Knox. Mug swallows the key for you, mug goes the extra mile. Mug is everything and nothing all at once. We think mug is just great.
