Sip, sip, horray!
You are un-beer-lievable!
It’s the most wonderful time of the beer.
You’re the cutest clover in the patch.
Don’t ever trust a leper-con!
Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder.
I call the shots.
Wear green, or leaf.
Beer-lieve it or not!
Shamrocks and shenanigans for all!
You better beer-live it!
We’ve made a jig mistake, don’t you a-green?
Here today, lepre-gone tomorrow.
Why shouldn't you iron a four-leaf clover?
You don't want to press your luck!
Do you beer-lieve in magic?
To beer or not to beer… That is the question.
We are looking pitcher-perfect.
Let’s make some pour decisions.
Irish you a whole pot of gold!
The pint’s the limit.
We like to paddy.
You’re my lucky charm.
You’ll be Dublin your fortune soon.
We’re in a-green-ment.
I’m a clover, not a fighter.
I just want to say, “I love brew.”
Zero lucks given on St. Patrick’s Day.
Be-leaf me, you look great in green.
Who’s ready to party their shamrocks off?
You shamrock my world.
Get clover it, babe.
I’m ready to shamrock and roll.
Sometimes you have to green and bear it.
Keep calm and leprech-on.
You snooze. You booze.
Why did St. Patrick drive the snakes out of Ireland?
It was too expensive to fly and too long to walk.
I’m Dublin down on what I said before.
Happy St. Cat-rick’s day!
Dublin’ the fun.
Irish you were beer.
Irish I may, Irish I might.
He’s my pinch charming.
Don’t give into beer pressure.
If it ain’t brogue, don’t fix it.
Can’t pinch this.
You are spud-tacular.
Paddy like a rockstar.
Why do people wear shamrocks on St. Patrick's Day?
Real rocks are too heavy.
You are pitcher perfect.
You raise the bar.