You're so clover!
He’s my pinch charming.
You have me greening from ear to ear.
I’m Dublin down on what I said before.
I’m so lepre-gone right now.
Irish you luck.
I’m a clover, not a fighter.
Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder.
You’re the cutest clover in the patch.
Irish you a whole pot of gold!
Sips getting real.
Can’t pinch this.
Don’t ever trust a leper-con!
Here today, lepre-gone tomorrow.
Shamrocks and shenanigans for all!
Why did St. Patrick drive the snakes out of Ireland?
It was too expensive to fly and too long to walk.
I’m ready to shamrock and roll.
If it ain’t brogue, don’t fix it.
The lager you wait, the better it tastes.
Getting lucked up on St. Patrick’s Day.
St. Patrick’s Day makes me Spring to life.
You are spud-tacular.
It’s the most wonderful time of the beer.
You raise the bar.
Thank brew very much.
Sometimes you have to green and bear it.
Paddy like a rockstar.
Get clover it, babe.
Irish you were beer.
We’ve reached the pint of no return.
You’re my pot of gold.
Dublin over in laughter.
Take a pitcher. It'll last longer.
Take off all your cloves.
We are looking pitcher-perfect.
Distill my beating heart.
The pint’s the limit.
I’m going green, if you know what I mean.
Who needs luck? I have charm.
What do you call a fake Irish stone? A shamrock.
Just brew it!
Today I be-leaf in leprechauns
You are un-beer-lievable!
Wear green, or leaf.
Irish I had another Guinness to drink.
Why shouldn't you iron a four-leaf clover?
You don't want to press your luck!
You’ll be Dublin your fortune soon.
You snooze. You booze.
To beer or not to beer… That is the question.
Don’t give into beer pressure.