You're the ruler of my heart.
Are you a lightbulb? Because you turn me on.
Hold on for deer life.
You’re my soul Santa.
It takes one to snow one.
Shamrocks and shenanigans for all!
Why did Santa go to a psychiatrist? He no longer believed in himself.
What is the Easter Bunny's favorite drinking game?
Hop Scotch.
Your name must be Summer because you are hot.
I love you dairy much.
Baking on Easter Sunday
Crust is risen! Hallelujah!
Let’s take an elfie.
Are you a thief? Because you stole my heart.
Why does Santa Claus go down the chimney on Christmas Eve? Because it soot's him Why are Christmas trees so fond of the past? Because the present's beneath them.
What do you call an elf who runs away from Santa's Workshop? A rebel without a Claus!
The Christmas alphabet has noel.
Why shouldn't you mess with Santa? Because he has a black belt.
I whale always love you.
"Don't worry, be hoppy."
Your love is like vodka. You’re worth the chase.
Are you a locksmith? Because you have the key to my heart.
Reindeer don't go to school—they're elf taught.
What kind of dance do single people do on Valentine's Day?
The Independance!
I sulfur when you argon.
Cutest clover in the patch.
What do you call someone who's obsessed with Christmas? Santa-mental.
"I'm eggs-hausted."
These decorations are tree-mendous.
You’re my lucky charm.
“How do the elves clean Santa’s sleigh on the day after Christmas? They use Santa-tizer!”
"Over-easy like Sunday morning."
He’s my pinch charming.
Shake your shamrocks.
This is snow laughing matter!
"Egg-ceedingly good, wouldn't you say?"
He’s an elf-made man.
I ordered the wrong kind of flowers online for Valentines Day.
Oops e-daisies.
Get clover it, babe.
This is snow laughing matter!
"I have so many egg puns, it's not even bunny."
“Dachshund Through the Snow.”
“What did Adam say on the day before Christmas? It’s Christmas, Eve!”
What Twix do you have up your sleeve that makes me love you?
"I'm an Easter eggs-pert."
Are you a flame? Because I think I found my perfect match.
Your sweater must be made out of wife material.
I just want to say, “I love brew.”
Every piece of you is sweet.
I’m a clover, not a fighter.
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