Up to snow good.
You have a pizza my heart.
What do you call it when leprechauns get together after being apart?
A wee-union!
There’s no reason to wine about you.
You’re a cutie 3.14159265359
“Did you hear the forecast for Christmas Eve? They’re calling for rain, dear!”
If it ain’t brogue, don’t fix it.
"Happy eggster."
How can you tell where the Easter Bunny left his treasure
Eggs marks the spot.
We’ve reached the pint of no return.
I’m ready to shamrock and roll.
Irish I may, Irish I might.
"You might not carrot all, but you're irresistible."
"You're a real good egg."
Zero lucks given on St. Patrick’s Day.
"Every bunny was kung fu fighting."
Are you a defibrillator? Because you are sending shocks to my heart.
Christmas has me feeling extra Santa-mental.
Why do people wear shamrocks on St. Patrick's Day?
Real rocks are too heavy.
It’s the most wine-derful time of the year.
I am cocoa-nuts about you.
Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder.
I fence-y you.
You must be glue because I am sticking with you.
Take a pitcher. It'll last longer.
They told me I was too old to hunt for Easter eggs, but the jokes on them!
I prefer mine poached.
What genre of music do elves love to listen to? Wrap.
You’re the queen of my heart.
Deja brew all over again.
He came, he thawed, he conquered.
Easter dinner was great today
We made sure it had all the crucifixins'.
Are you a 30 degree angle? Because you're acute-y.
I’m not lion when I say you’re my mane.
Who needs luck? I have charm.
Up to snow good.
"You're totally scrambling my brain."
Distill my beating heart.
I went to an Easter party as a Jesus cosplayer
I told them I was a crossplayer.
To beer or not to beer… That is the question.
Take off all your cloves.
Why did Santa go to a psychiatrist? He no longer believed in himself.
"Just looking on the sunny side."
You're acute Valentine.
"An Easter bonnet can tame even the wildest hare."
"You're poaching all my best yolks."
I only have ice for you.
No-bunny is as hare-larious as you.
Are you a needle? Because you are sew special to me.
Dublin over in laughter.
Birch, please.