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September 24, 2018 | by  | in *News* |
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Boomerang Cups: The Mug That Got Away

Boomerang cups, a coffee mug returned to the store after use, is the latest waste reduction initiative from Vic Books. The campaign started in early August. A time when life was simple. Not long after they featured on News1’s Breakfast show, customers from all over were asking for boomerang cups, coming from as far as Strathmore to get their hands on the trendy green-washed vessels.
“From what I understand, they’re free and you bring them back when you want them washed,” said one mom who just finished a tour of Parliament.
Baristas told Salient that the boomerang mug social justice craze had gone too far, as customers were keeping their mugs to brag about their environmental practices.
“It’s like Kony 2012 all over again. When we ran out of boomerang mugs, they started taking our have-here mugs. Then our water glasses, our forks, even our aprons.”
A 10 percent Vic Books discount will be rewarded to anyone with any information regarding the stolen booty.

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