As you can see, only one mug survived the long journey to me intact. Some may say that, perhaps, it needed more insulation. Or, perhaps, a postal employee may have been careless with the package. It may have been dropped, kicked, or punted along the way- breaking two of the mugs in the process. However, my own personal theory (largely based off the wondrous musings in my head) is that these mugs are magical. They are alive. And each possesses an awesome power. Obviously, imperfeckshuns mug killed the other two in an epic battle- highlander style. There can be only one.