"Have an egg-cellent Easter."
Are you a keyboard? Because you are just my type.
This Valentine's day, I decided to pay extra and buy flowers that look after themselves.
They are Self Raising.
Reindeer don't go to school—they're elf taught.
If it ain’t brogue, don’t fix it.
Your love is like vodka. You’re worth the chase.
Sleigh my name, sleigh my name.
"You make me egg-static."
I’m ready to shamrock and roll.
Is this a science class? Because we have great chemistry.
“Feliz navi-dog!”
I loaf you.
You're so clover!
"I'm so egg-cited for Easter."
I’m so lepre-gone right now.
"I've found some bunny to love."
What should you get Lassie, the star of the hit TV show, for Valentine's Day?
A cauliflower.
"Egg-ceedingly good, wouldn't you say?"
Wear green, or leaf.
Easter is grammatically incorrect.
We should say more east.
I’m Dublin down on what I said before.
“Why did they ask the turkey to join the band? He had the drum sticks.”
“A mistle-toast to the holiday season.”
I told you snow.
I think you’re dandelion.
The best years of my life were spent in the arms of another man’s wife
Happy Mother’s Day!
"That's all, yolks."
Irish you a happy St. Patrick’s Day!
We make a great pear
If you were words on a page, you'd be what they call the FINE print!
What do you call a broke santa? Give up yet? It's Saint-NICKEL-LESS.
Baking on Easter Sunday
Crust is risen! Hallelujah!
My wife says she wants to order a glass of wine during our Valentine’s Day dinner.
She says she loves being carded.
Say it ain’t snow.
What did one lightbulb say to the other lightbulb on Valentine’s Day?
I love you watts.
"Some bunny loves you."
Do you beer-lieve in magic?
"What an egg-citing day."
I ordered the wrong kind of flowers online for Valentines Day.
Oops e-daisies.
A round of Santa-plause, please.
Are you a card?
We're perfectly suited for each other
Irish you were beer.
Resting Grinch face.
Drink happy thoughts.
What do you call Santa's helpers? Subordinate clauses.
Get clover it, babe.
"I have so many egg puns, it's not even bunny."
Best in snow.
It’s the most wine-derful time of the year.
You have a pizza my heart.
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