Because not all heroes wear capes—some wear patchy dreadlocks and owe everyone $20.
 
   Wooks: the festival cryptids, the barefoot philosophers, the crunchy creatures of chaos. This tee is a tribute to that one guy you met at 3AM who tried to sell you crystals, a half-smoked blunt, and a “fully functional” speaker he found in a bush.
 
   Printed on soft, breathable cotton (perfect for couch surfing or just vibin’), this shirt states what everyone was already thinking: “I may be broke, but at least I’m high.” Whether you’re trading grilled cheese sandwiches for mystery tabs or just trying to keep your chakras aligned while dodging your ex, this shirt’s got your back (and front).
 
   Perfect for festivals, court dates, or just wandering aimlessly through the parking lot asking, “Anyone seen my homie Tree?”
 
Now available for pre-order.