If you were words on a page, you'd be what they call the FINE print!
You are pitcher perfect.
I’m elf-taught.
Birch, please.
What kind of dance do single people do on Valentine's Day?
The Independance!
This may be corny, but you are a-maize-ing.
From my head tomatoes, I love you bunches.
Make it rein.
You better beer-live it!
Beer-lieve it or not!
"Don't worry, be hoppy."
“Christmas has me feeling extra Santa-mental.”
"I have so many egg puns, it's not even bunny."
What did the arsonist do on Valentine's day?
He met his match.
“Why does Santa Claus go down the chimney on Christmas Eve? Because it soots him.”
“Oh, deer! Christmas is here!”
I love you meow and forever.
What has 34 legs, 9 heads and 2 arms? Santa Claus and his reindeer.
I’m ready to shamrock and roll.
I asked the older woman at work what she is doing for Valentine’s Day and she said that she was taking her husband to the Cardiologist. The heart wants what the heart wants.
Snow thank you.
He’s an elf-made man.
“What did Adam say on the day before Christmas? It’s Christmas, Eve!”
I fence-y you.
Sleigh queen, sleigh.
We are looking pitcher-perfect.
What do you call an elf who runs away from Santa's Workshop? A rebel without a Claus!
The Christmas alphabet has noel.
Are you an alien? Because I believe you’ve abducted my heart.
“Santa Claus’ favorite swimming spot is the North Pool.”
Can’t pinch this.
The pint’s the limit.
"You make me egg-static."
She has high elf-esteem.
What do you call a broke santa? Give up yet? It's Saint-NICKEL-LESS.
I’m in pursuit of hoppiness.
Irish you a happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Distill my beating heart.
Why did Santa go to a psychiatrist? He no longer believed in himself.
I loaf you.
How rude-olf of you.
Are you a 30 degree angle? Because you're acute-y.
Dublin over in laughter.
Why did the Easter bunny fire the duck?
He kept quacking all the eggs.
Shake it like a pole-oriod picture.
My love for you simply radiates.
“Have your elf a merry little Christmas.”
Your sweater must be made out of wife material.
What do you call a kid who doesn’t believe in Santa?
A rebel without a Claus!
“Someone’s barking up the wrong Christmas tree.”
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