What do you get if you eat Christmas decorations? Tinselitis!
I’m fondue you.
“Christmas has me feeling extra Santa-mental.”
What do you call Santa's helpers? Subordinate clauses.
"You're a real good egg."
I'm Claus-trophobic.
I think I found my perfect match
“Did you know that Father Christmas has a daughter? Her name is Mary Christmas.”
"You make me egg-static."
I’m in pursuit of hoppiness.
Thank brew very much.
Your name must be Summer because you are hot.
Say it ain’t snow.
Are you a flame? Because I think I found my perfect match.
Why did Santa send his daughter to college? To keep her off the North Pole.
I'm the life of the paddy.
From my head tomatoes, I love you bunches.
Best in snow.
I'd catalog you with the cookbooks because you look delicious.
“Feliz navi-dog!”
Your sweater must be made out of wife material.
This is snow laughing matter!
I’m elf-taught.
You are un-beer-lievable!
I fence-y you.
What’s the opposite of Easter?
Wester
What did the mountain say to the hill on Valentine's day?
You make my heart gush, I lava you.
My son painted six Easter eggs the colors of the infinity gems.
I told him he made an Egg-finity omelette.
It ain’t over till it’s clover.
Why did the Easter Bunny have to leave school?
He was eggspelled.
I loaf you.
Why is Santa so jolly? Because he knows where all the naughty girls live.
You’re brew-tiful!
Saw what I thought was a large dog coloring Easter eggs.
Turned out to be a dyer wolf.
What do get if you cross a duck and Santa? A Christmas Quacker.
Dublin over in laughter.
Get clover it, babe.
Let’s have a shamrockin’ good time tonight!
Who needs luck? I have charm.
It’s snow joke.
We’re in a-green-ment.
Be careful this Easter
There is a lot of basket cases out there.
What do you call a broke santa? Give up yet? It's Saint-NICKEL-LESS.
Don’t worry, beer happy.
“Santa Claus’ favorite swimming spot is the North Pool.”
Happy St. Cat-rick’s day!
Happy Valentine's day.
Such a Lovely day.
Not to brag, but I already have a date for Valentines Day.
February 14th.
“Have your elf a merry little Christmas.”
You must be a bowling ball since you’re right up my alley.