Life is brew-tiful!
I’m a clover, not a fighter.
You are un-beer-lievable!
You’ll be Dublin your fortune soon.
St. Patrick’s Day makes me Spring to life.
Happy St. Cat-rick’s day!
Don’t worry, beer happy.
I just want to say, “I love brew.”
People are always after me lucky charms.
Take off all your cloves.
The lager you wait, the better it tastes.
You are spud-tacular.
We’ve made a jig mistake, don’t you a-green?
Gold riddance.
Irish you a whole pot of gold!
Sip, sip, horray!
You’re brew-tiful!
Be-leaf me, you look great in green.
He’s my pinch charming.
The pint’s the limit.
Today I be-leaf in leprechauns
Cutest clover in the patch.
What do you call a fake Irish stone? A shamrock.
Irish I may, Irish I might.
We’ve reached the pint of no return.
Here today, lepre-gone tomorrow.
You raise the bar.
We’re in a-green-ment.
You’re my pot of gold.
You shamrock my world.
Paddy like a rockstar.
To beer or not to beer… That is the question.
Ireland you money, if you’ll pay me back.
Who’s your paddy?
Get clover it, babe.
Thank brew very much.
You better beer-live it!
Keep calm and leprech-on.
Can’t pinch this.
Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder.
What do you call it when leprechauns get together after being apart?
A wee-union!
Wear green, or leaf.
Why shouldn't you iron a four-leaf clover?
You don't want to press your luck!
It ain’t over till it’s clover.
Who’s ready to party their shamrocks off?
I call the shots.
You have me greening from ear to ear.
I’m going green, if you know what I mean.
Getting lucked up on St. Patrick’s Day.
Zero lucks given on St. Patrick’s Day.