Smells Like A Slightly Above Average Golfer Candle
He is not going pro. He knows it. The group chat knows it. But on the right day, with the right wind, he is dangerously close to decent.
This funny golf gift delivers the most honest handicap assessment in the sport. Slightly above average, and fiercely proud of it.
Who this is for:
- The golfer whose best story grows a yard every retelling
- The dad, husband, or buddy whose Saturdays belong to the course
- Anyone needing a funny golfer gift with an accurate scorecard
- The slightly above average man himself. It counts. It absolutely counts.
Scent for the clubhouse. Fraser Fir for the back-nine tree line he knows too well. Beachwood for the 19th-hole celebration. Cinnamon Chai for early tee-time coffee. Fore. Probably.
What you get:
- 9oz candle available in an amber or clear glass jar
- Vegan blend of coconut, apricot, and soy wax with a small amount of food-grade paraffin for structure and scent throw
- Clean-burning, biodegradable, and free from toxins, parabens, and phthalates
- Cotton wick
- Printed in the USA
- Makes a gift he will actually keep
Handicap: honest. Confidence: unearned. Candle: par for the course.
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