Why is Santa so jolly? Because he knows where all the naughty girls live.
I went to an Easter party as a Jesus cosplayer
I told them I was a crossplayer.
I’ve been selected to hide eggs in my town’s big Easter festival next year!
This is an eggs-hiding opportunity!
Shake your shamrocks.
Hold on for deer life.
What does Santa bring naughty boys and girls on Christmas Eve? A pack of batteries with a note saying "toy not included".
Let’s have a shamrockin’ good time tonight!
"You crack me up."
What name does Santa Claus use when he takes a break from delivering gifts? Santa Pause!
Yoda one for me!
“What do snowmen eat for breakfast? Snowflakes.”
I “lub” you.
If you were words on a page, you'd be what they call the FINE print!
Are you a needle? Because you are sew special to me.
"You're a real good egg."
I loaf you.
Don't get caught elvesdropping on Santa!
We have a great connection since you’re wifi-material.
I aorta tell you how much I love you.
Why did the Easter Bunny have to leave school?
He was eggspelled.
My love for you is like no otter.
I am cocoa-nuts about you.
"Every bunny was kung fu fighting."
I'm snow bored.
How does santa get his Reindeer to fly? He uses Red Bull because it gives you wings!
"Hey there, hop stuff."
Sleigh my name, sleigh my name.
“Santa’s beard is so long because he’s bad at shaving. Why do you think they call him Saint Nick?”
It’s snow joke.
Sometimes you have to green and bear it.
I'm the life of the paddy.
Dublin over in laughter.
I love you meow and forever.
You raise the bar.
“Remember not to leave a fire burning in your fireplace this Christmas Eve, or else you might wake up to a Crisp Kringle.”
You have me greening from ear to ear.
Your shirt must be made out of husband material.
Snow on and snow forth.
Are you a defibrillator? Because you are sending shocks to my heart.
I’ll be there in a pinch.
The lager you wait, the better it tastes.
You’re the queen of my heart.
Let’s get elf-ed up.
Irish you were beer.
The pint’s the limit.
“Oh, deer! Christmas is here!”
My wife says she wants to order a glass of wine during our Valentine’s Day dinner.
She says she loves being carded.
I’m elf-taught.
They told me I was too old to hunt for Easter eggs, but the jokes on them!
I prefer mine poached.
When I tell you how much I love you, I'm not overreacting.
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