You have me greening from ear to ear.
Who’s your paddy?
You’ll be Dublin your fortune soon.
We are looking pitcher-perfect.
Keep calm and leprech-on.
What do you call a fake Irish stone? A shamrock.
You’re brew-tiful!
Irish you luck.
You better beer-live it!
Irish I may, Irish I might.
Ireland you money, if you’ll pay me back.
Get clover it, babe.
I’m Dublin down on what I said before.
Life is brew-tiful!
You are un-beer-lievable!
It ain’t over till it’s clover.
Gold riddance.
I’m going green, if you know what I mean.
Irish you were beer.
Don’t ever trust a leper-con!
I’m in pursuit of hoppiness.
If it ain’t brogue, don’t fix it.
You are pitcher perfect.
I’m so lepre-gone right now.
I just want to say, “I love brew.”
Burst into cheers!
Who’s ready to party their shamrocks off?
Irish you a happy St. Patrick’s Day!
You raise the bar.
Can’t pinch this.
You are spud-tacular.
Happy St. Cat-rick’s day!
Irish I had another Guinness to drink.
Look for a rainbow connection.
What’s the best dessert to serve at a St. Patrick’s Day party?
Paddy cake!
It’s the most wonderful time of the beer.
Do you beer-lieve in magic?
Drink happy thoughts.
You snooze. You booze.
Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder.
Take off all your cloves.
Here today, lepre-gone tomorrow.
Dublin over in laughter.
Cutest clover in the patch.
The pint’s the limit.
Let’s make some pour decisions.
Deja brew all over again.
I’m ready to shamrock and roll.
I’m a clover, not a fighter.
It’s worth a shot.