“Bah-Hum-Pug.”
Icy what you did there.
“A mistle-toast to the holiday season.”
“Someone’s barking up the wrong Christmas tree.”
But wait—there’s myrrh.
“The North Pole doesn’t import goods because it’s Elf Sufficient.”
I'm pine-ing for you.
What do you call a kid who doesn't believe in Santa? A rebel without a Claus.
She has high elf-esteem.
Make it rein.
Say it ain’t snow.
Don't get caught elvesdropping on Santa!
“Remember: don’t eat the yellow snow.”
Sleigh queen, sleigh.
Say it ain’t snow.
I only have ice for you.
“What do snowmen eat for breakfast? Snowflakes.”
How rude-olf of you.
How does santa get his Reindeer to fly? He uses Red Bull because it gives you wings!
These decorations are tree-mendous.
Christmas has me feeling extra Santa-mental.
What do you call someone who's obsessed with Christmas? Santa-mental.
“If you’re lucky this Christmas, Santa Claus will grace you with his presents.”
“Remember not to leave a fire burning in your fireplace this Christmas Eve, or else you might wake up to a Crisp Kringle.”
Fir sure.
You’re my soul Santa.
What do get if you cross a duck and Santa? A Christmas Quacker.
“Deck the Halls with Bows on Collies.”
It's ice to meet you.
“Have your elf a merry little Christmas.”
All the jingle ladies, all the jingle ladies.
He’s an elf-made man.
A round of Santa-plause, please.
Birch, please.
“Elves are always defending the shape of their ears. They make some good points.”
“Did you know that Father Christmas has a daughter? Her name is Mary Christmas.”
Resting Grinch face.
“What would you get if you ate the Christmas decorations? Tinselitis.”
I told you snow.
Up to snow good.
What do you call a broke santa? Give up yet? It's Saint-NICKEL-LESS.
“Did you hear the forecast for Christmas Eve? They’re calling for rain, dear!”
Don’t be elfish.
Time to spruce things up.
Up to snow good.
You snow the drill.
“Christmas has me feeling extra Santa-mental.”
I’ll never fir-get.
“Look out for Santa Paws!”
Your presents is requested.