Deja brew all over again.
Snow thank you.
“The North Pole doesn’t import goods because it’s Elf Sufficient.”
We’ve got serious chemistry.
Reindeer don't go to school—they're elf taught.
“What do you call an elf that runs away from Santa’s Workshop? A rebel without a Claus.”
It’s the most wine-derful time of the year.
Thank brew very much.
Happy Valentine's day.
Such a Lovely day.
These decorations are tree-mendous.
What do you get if you eat Christmas decorations? Tinselitis!
"You can't beat me."
"Beat it." — Michael Jackson, "Beat It"
We are looking pitcher-perfect.
If you were words on a page, you'd be what they call the FINE print!
Sleigh queen, sleigh.
We’re in a-green-ment.
We’ve reached the pint of no return.
"You make me egg-static."
Are you a keyboard? Because you are just my type.
They told me I was too old to hunt for Easter eggs, but the jokes on them!
I prefer mine poached.
Not to brag, but I already have a date for Valentines Day.
February 14th.
I’ll be there in a pinch.
I call the shots.
You’re the queen of my heart.
"Just looking on the sunny side."
I think I found my perfect match
From my head tomatoes, I love you bunches.
You're so clover!
“A mistle-toast to the holiday season.”
I'm fondue you, it's true
Distill my beating heart.
“Santa Claus’ favorite swimming spot is the North Pool.”
I aorta tell you how much I love you.
I'm snow bored.
Your name must be Autumn because I am falling for you.
You’ll be Dublin your fortune soon.
Gold riddance.
I love you dairy much.
Why did St. Patrick drive the snakes out of Ireland?
It was too expensive to fly and too long to walk.
I “lub” you.
I’m feelin’ pine.
Easter and April Fools fall on the same day this year...
You could say it only happens once in a blue moon.
What do you call Santa when he accidentally falls into the fireplace? Krisp Kringle.
What do you call Santa living at the South Pole? A lost clause.
The pint’s the limit.
Why is Santa so jolly? Because he knows where all the naughty girls live.
"I whip my hare back and forth."
I’m so lepre-gone right now.
You snow the drill.
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