I told you snow.
But wait—there’s myrrh.
What do you call a reindeer ghost? A cari-boo!
“What do you call an elf that runs away from Santa’s Workshop? A rebel without a Claus.”
“Someone’s barking up the wrong Christmas tree.”
Shake it like a pole-oriod picture.
“Santa owes a lot to his little helpers. You might say he’s an elf-made man.”
Time to spruce things up.
As it snow happens.
How do the elves clean Santa's sleigh on the day after Christmas? They use Santa-tizer!
“What do snowmen eat for breakfast? Snowflakes.”
Hold on for deer life.
It takes one to snow one.
“Did you know that the Christmas tree trend started because people thought it would spruce things up a
bit?”
How does santa get his Reindeer to fly? He uses Red Bull because it gives you wings!
What did Santa name his dog? Santa Paws!
I’m elf-taught.
The Christmas alphabet has noel.
How rude-olf of you.
What do you call an elf who runs away from Santa's Workshop? A rebel without a Claus!
What do you call a kid who doesn’t believe in Santa?
A rebel without a Claus!
“Look out for Santa Paws!”
Why shouldn't you mess with Santa? Because he has a black belt.
“Bah-Hum-Pug.”
It’s snow joke.
What do you get if you eat Christmas decorations? Tinselitis!
I'm Claus-trophobic.
What do you call a kid who doesn't believe in Santa? A rebel without a Claus.
I'm snow bored.
Santa's beard is so long because he's bad at shaving. Why do you think they call him Saint Nick?
We have great chemis-tree.
This is snow laughing matter!
What do you call a party for snowmen? A snowball.
This is snow laughing matter!
Let’s take an elfie.
Why did Santa go to a psychiatrist? He no longer believed in himself.
It's ice to meet you.
That look soots you.
Snow thank you.
It’s the most wonderful time for a beer.
It’s the most wine-derful time of the year.
What was Santa's best subject in school? Chemistree.
All the jingle ladies, all the jingle ladies.
She has high elf-esteem.
Best in snow.
Sleigh my name, sleigh my name.
Don't get caught elvesdropping on Santa!
Snow on and snow forth.
“You’re my soul Santa.”
I'm snow bored.
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