Not everyone is chosen. But you? You were plucked straight from the ash heap of creation and handed this hat like a divine curse, or crown, depending on the angle. The Let There Be Roaches dad hat isn’t just distressed; it’s spiritually frayed, cosmically shrugged, and the only headwear officially approved by the cockroach council beneath the crust of the Earth.

Whether you're smiting your enemies or just walking your dog named “Wrath,” this hat says you saw the plague and called it fashion.

Put it on, sinner. The end is roaching. 🪳