Santa Hates Little B-tches Funny Christmas Candle
The song warned everyone. Decades of warnings. And still, every December, somebody pouts.
This funny christmas candle delivers the final verse the radio edit left out: Santa hates little b-tches. The vintage Santa face on the label really commits to the bit.
Who this is for:
- The friend who needs the naughty list explained one more time
- The white elephant exchange that will absolutely fight over this
- Anyone needing an inappropriate christmas gift with a vintage-cute label
- The little b-tch in your life. Affectionately. They know.
Scent for the season of judgment. Cinnamon Chai for cookie-bribery season. Fraser Fir for the tree Santa is allegedly watching. Blackberry Vanilla for the sweetness that fools no one. He knows. He has always known.
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 she will actually keep
Warning: issued. Behavior: unchanged. Santa: done with all of you.
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The sass level is chef’s kiss.
Says what I’m thinking, but cuter.
Quality is solid, design is hilarious. Win-win.
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Cute, snarky, and weirdly empowering.
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It’s like they crawled into my brain and turned my thoughts into merch.
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