You are spud-tacular.
Sleigh my name, sleigh my name.
“You’re my soul Santa.”
Take a pitcher. It'll last longer.
Treat yo'elf.
But wait—there’s myrrh.
Why did the Easter Bunny go to the doctor?
It was time for his annual eggzam.
Are you a 90 degree angle? Because this feels just right.
You snow the drill.
Today I be-leaf in leprechauns
You have a pizza my heart.
Irish you a whole pot of gold!
Thank brew very much.
Are you a flame? Because I think I found my perfect match.
We’re in a-green-ment.
My local pizza place is selling heart shaped pizzas for Valentine’s Day
I find it to be a bit cheesy
Your shirt must be made out of husband material.
I'd catalog you with the cookbooks because you look delicious.
Irish you were beer.
“Remember not to leave a fire burning in your fireplace this Christmas Eve, or else you might wake up to a Crisp Kringle.”
I ordered the wrong kind of flowers online for Valentines Day.
Oops e-daisies.
Are you a keyboard? Because you are just my type.
Santa's beard is so long because he's bad at shaving. Why do you think they call him Saint Nick?
You’re the queen of my heart.
“Christmas has me feeling extra Santa-mental.”
"Egg-ceedingly good, wouldn't you say?"
We’ve got serious chemistry.
This is snow laughing matter!
Why did Santa put a clock in his sleigh? He wanted to see time fly!
Sleigh, what?!
Sip, sip, horray!
I only have ice for you.
"That's all, yolks."
It's lit.
Birch, please.
Saw what I thought was a large dog coloring Easter eggs.
Turned out to be a dyer wolf.
Irish I had another Guinness to drink.
“Feliz navi-dog!”
We’ve made a jig mistake, don’t you a-green?
“Why did the elf push his bed into the fireplace? He wanted to sleep like a log.”
"You're a real good egg."
"Every bunny was kung fu fighting."
Deja brew all over again.
Say it ain’t snow.
The paddy don’t start till I walk in.
Sips getting real.
“A mistle-toast to the holiday season.”
“Did you know that Father Christmas has a daughter? Her name is Mary Christmas.”
"Your kisses are to dye for."
Look for a rainbow connection.