We’re in a-green-ment.
You shamrock my world.
Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder.
Look for a rainbow connection.
I’ll be there in a pinch.
The paddy don’t start till I walk in.
You have me greening from ear to ear.
Don’t ever trust a leper-con!
Gold riddance.
Don’t give into beer pressure.
We’ve made a jig mistake, don’t you a-green?
What’s the best dessert to serve at a St. Patrick’s Day party?
Paddy cake!
Dublin’ the fun.
You are spud-tacular.
Irish you luck.
Cutest clover in the patch.
You raise the bar.
You’re the cutest clover in the patch.
Dublin over in laughter.
Get clover it, babe.
I’m going green, if you know what I mean.
Why shouldn't you iron a four-leaf clover?
You don't want to press your luck!
Can’t pinch this.
Here today, lepre-gone tomorrow.
You are pitcher perfect.
The lager you wait, the better it tastes.
You’ll be Dublin your fortune soon.
Who needs luck? I have charm.
Sips getting real.
People are always after me lucky charms.
Irish I may, Irish I might.
Take a pitcher. It'll last longer.
We like to paddy.
Take off all your cloves.
You’re my lucky charm.
I’m in pursuit of hoppiness.
Drink happy thoughts.
I call the shots.
Beer-lieve it or not!
Why do people wear shamrocks on St. Patrick's Day?
Real rocks are too heavy.
Do you beer-lieve in magic?
Shake your shamrocks.
It’s the most wonderful time of the beer.
I’m so lepre-gone right now.
I’m a clover, not a fighter.
To beer or not to beer… That is the question.
We are looking pitcher-perfect.
Don’t worry, beer happy.
I just want to say, “I love brew.”
It’s worth a shot.
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