Irish I may, Irish I might.
You’ll be Dublin your fortune soon.
We’ve reached the pint of no return.
Distill my beating heart.
You snooze. You booze.
Get clover it, babe.
Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder.
You are pitcher perfect.
Who needs luck? I have charm.
We’re in a-green-ment.
I’m ready to shamrock and roll.
Deja brew all over again.
Paddy like a rockstar.
Be-leaf me, you look great in green.
Zero lucks given on St. Patrick’s Day.
You better beer-live it!
What do you call a fake Irish stone? A shamrock.
Here today, lepre-gone tomorrow.
I call the shots.
Let’s have a shamrockin’ good time tonight!
We’ve made a jig mistake, don’t you a-green?
Beer-lieve it or not!
I just want to say, “I love brew.”
Shamrocks and shenanigans for all!
It ain’t over till it’s clover.
What do you call it when leprechauns get together after being apart?
A wee-union!
Don’t worry, beer happy.
Let’s make some pour decisions.
Sips getting real.
You’re brew-tiful!
Who’s ready to party their shamrocks off?
Take off all your cloves.
Do you beer-lieve in magic?
I’ll be there in a pinch.
Irish you a happy St. Patrick’s Day!
You’re the cutest clover in the patch.
Happy St. Cat-rick’s day!
Sip, sip, horray!
You are un-beer-lievable!
You’re my lucky charm.
Drink happy thoughts.
I’m a clover, not a fighter.
I'm the life of the paddy.
Who’s your paddy?
Why did St. Patrick drive the snakes out of Ireland?
It was too expensive to fly and too long to walk.
We like to paddy.
Just brew it!
Getting lucked up on St. Patrick’s Day.
Don’t ever trust a leper-con!
The paddy don’t start till I walk in.