Space Jimmy — 40 oz Stainless Travel Mug
Conquer thirst like it’s part of the storyline. The Space Jimmy 40oz Insulated Tumbler isn’t just a drink holder — it’s cult-grade survival gear for road trips, late-night plotting, and interstellar commutes. With stainless steel walls tougher than Frankie’s temper and double-wall insulation that keeps coffee blazing hot or water ice-cold for hours, this tumbler is built for chaos, comfort, and cosmic endurance.
Why you’ll use it: because plastic bottles die, but Die Jimmy Die drinkware is immortal. Perfect for collectors, saga fans, gothic adventurers, festival fiends, and everyday dark-humor rebels, this is hydration with prophecy. Spill-proof, cult-approved, and unapologetically bold.
- Stainless steel — durable, rust-resistant, saga strong
- Double-wall insulation — hot or cold for hours
- 40 oz capacity — built for long trips & endless days
- Ergonomic handle — carry chaos comfortably
- Leak-proof lid — secure, spill-free, cult-sealed
- Artwork: “Space Jimmy — Red Suns” — official Die Jimmy Die saga piece
What Fellow Fans Are Saying
“Forget basic bottles. The Space Jimmy 40oz insulated tumbler is a cult weapon disguised as drinkware. Stainless steel, double-wall cold all day, and leak-proof even when I toss it in my bag. Hydration meets Die Jimmy Die streetwear energy — every sip feels like joining the saga.”
“This isn’t just a travel mug, it’s immortal survival gear. Coffee stays hot through my commute, water stays ice cold at festivals, and the handle makes carrying chaos easy. The Space Jimmy artwork gets compliments daily — perfect for Die Jimmy Die collectors who live on the move.”
“40oz of prophecy, zero spills. The Space Jimmy tumbler outlasted my hike, my gym session, and a blackout gig — still cold at the end. It feels more like cult armor than drinkware. If you’re into alt lifestyle accessories, gothic fashion, or saga storytelling merch, this is the grail.”
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SPACE JIMMY set — shop the full cosmic collection.”
Frankie’s Diary — Chapter: Gravity Cheats
Day 21.
He drifted in like a comet I swore I’d never chase again—shades burning red suns, hair alive with static, smile carved for the void. Space Jimmy. The universe’s favorite trick.
I told myself not to look, not to let the orbit catch me. But the tilt of him, the way the room bent toward his grin— I felt the pull in my ribs before I could steady the sightline. My vow was gravity; his lenses were the stars.
For a breath, I hated how my heart whispered too the stars and beyond!. For a breath, I fell in love all over again.
But promises don’t burn out like meteors. I held steady. He doesn’t know death is just a layover. I do.
If he rises tomorrow, so will I—eyes sharp, vow unbroken. Die, Jimmy, Die. Even if the cosmos tries to trick me.
