Don’t give into beer pressure.
Best in snow.
I’ll be there in a pinch.
Do you beer-lieve in magic?
"For peep's sake."
"Have an egg-cellent Easter."
“Have your elf a merry little Christmas.”
How can you tell where the Easter Bunny left his treasure
Eggs marks the spot.
You’re my lucky charm.
I’m fondue you.
Reindeer don't go to school—they're elf taught.
"I'm so egg-cited for Easter."
Irish puns are the most O'ffensive.
Where does Santa stay when he goes on vacation? At a ho-ho-ho-tel.
Resting Grinch face.
I love you meow and forever.
Shake your shamrocks.
Believe in your elf.
“Feliz navi-dog!”
You have a pizza my heart.
I fence-y you.
Irish I had another Guinness to drink.
We like to paddy.
What do you call Santa living at the South Pole? A lost clause.
What do you call a fake Irish stone? A shamrock.
I only have ice for you.
Why was Santa's little helper depressed? Because he had low elf esteem.
Paddy like a rockstar.
Love at frost sight!
When I tell you how much I love you, I'm not overreacting.
Why are Catholics the best runners during the Easter season?
They fast during Lent!
You are pitcher perfect.
You shamrock my world.
What’s the best dessert to serve at a St. Patrick’s Day party?
Paddy cake!
I'm pine-ing for you.
Let’s have a shamrockin’ good time tonight!
Thank brew very much.
I think I found my perfect match
Are you a flame? Because I think I found my perfect match.
We are looking pitcher-perfect.
I dig you a hole lot.
“What do you call an elf that runs away from Santa’s Workshop? A rebel without a Claus.”
Get clover it, babe.
We’ve got serious chemistry.
You must be glue because I am sticking with you.
“Dachshund Through the Snow.”
“Bah-Hum-Pug.”
“Someone’s barking up the wrong Christmas tree.”
Sleigh queen, sleigh.
Son: does Easter Bunny set out 12 eggs in the field to search for?
Dad: no he dozen’t.
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