We built the empire.
We got the t-shirt.

Trillion is a word with twelve zeroes. It's not a number — it's a shape. A vibe. A press release. Somewhere out there, twelve zeroes happened, and they did not happen to you.

You showed up. You shipped the thing. You answered the Slack at 11pm. You did not get a rocket. You did not get a yacht. You got tired, and an unvested RSU pool, and a 1099.

We thought you deserved a souvenir.

So we made one. Heavyweight cotton. Brutalist type. Six colors of mild rage.

Wear it to standup. Wear it to the all-hands. Wear it to the IPO afterparty you weren't invited to. Wear it to therapy. Wear it everywhere.

Disclaimer: Parody. Not affiliated with, endorsed by, or remotely liked by anyone named Elon.