People are always after me lucky charms.
“Santa’s beard is so long because he’s bad at shaving. Why do you think they call him Saint Nick?”
"Every bunny was kung fu fighting."
“Dachshund Through the Snow.”
Your presents is requested.
Are you an alien? Because I believe you’ve abducted my heart.
“Remember not to leave a fire burning in your fireplace this Christmas Eve, or else you might wake up to a Crisp Kringle.”
I “lub” you.
Zero lucks given on St. Patrick’s Day.
You’re my pot of gold.
You snooze. You booze.
Your name must be Summer because you are hot.
Best in snow.
Up to snow good.
Take off all your cloves.
No-bunny is as hare-larious as you.
Why did the Easter bunny fire the duck?
He kept quacking all the eggs.
"I'm so egg-cited, I just can't hide it."
“Why did the elf push his bed into the fireplace? He wanted to sleep like a log.”
You’re sleigh-in’ it.
I'm pine-ing for you.
Time to spruce things up.
What did one ornament say to another? I like hanging with you.
I've been thinking of U periodically.
Snow on and snow forth.
Fir sure.
Who needs luck? I have charm.
This Valentine's day, I decided to pay extra and buy flowers that look after themselves.
They are Self Raising.
Not to brag, but I already have a date for Valentines Day.
February 14th.
It's ice to meet you.
You’re as sweet as Pi.
Just brew it!
"I've found some bunny to love."
Dublin’ the fun.
Easter dinner was great today
We made sure it had all the crucifixins'.
You’re my lucky charm.
Are you a 90 degree angle? Because this feels just right.
That look soots you.
I’ve been selected to hide eggs in my town’s big Easter festival next year!
This is an eggs-hiding opportunity!
Why shouldn't you mess with Santa? Because he has a black belt.
I love you dairy much.
Your shirt must be made out of husband material.
There’s no reason to wine about you.
I bought my wife a matching belt and bag for Valentine's Day
She should have that vacuum up and running in no time.
Birch, please.
Are you a thief? Because you stole my heart.
"I'm dyeing to know what's up."
"That's all, yolks."
You are un-beer-lievable!
You snow the drill.
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