You're acute Valentine.
I won’t let you slip through my Butter Fingers.
Where does Santa stay when he goes on vacation? At a ho-ho-ho-tel.
"We found eggs in a hopeless place."
You're so clover!
Be careful this Easter
There is a lot of basket cases out there.
"I would hop to the end of the world for you."
Are you a defibrillator? Because you are sending shocks to my heart.
Saw what I thought was a large dog coloring Easter eggs.
Turned out to be a dyer wolf.
What is Santa's favorite breakfast food? Snow-flakes.
You are spud-tacular.
If it ain’t brogue, don’t fix it.
That look soots you.
Sips getting real.
I find you very a-peeling.
What do you call a party for snowmen? A snowball.
I’m ready to shamrock and roll.
Why did Santa go to a psychiatrist? He no longer believed in himself.
You sleigh me.
Are you a lightbulb? Because you turn me on.
My love for you simply radiates.
Don't get caught elvesdropping on Santa!
He came, he thawed, he conquered.
He came, he thawed, he conquered.
"You can't beat me."
Was a bit lonely by myself at home last night on Valentine's Day so I decided to make my own bread.
I was feeling quite kneady
Getting lucked up on St. Patrick’s Day.
Your name must be Autumn because I am falling for you.
Dublin’ the fun.
I'd catalog you with the cookbooks because you look delicious.
Are you a magnet? Because I find you very attractive.
The best years of my life were spent in the arms of another man’s wife
Happy Mother’s Day!
Icy what you did there.
Snow on and snow forth.
Your name must be Summer because you are hot.
Hold on for deer life.
You are un-beer-lievable!
Irish I had another Guinness to drink.
Sometimes you have to green and bear it.
You’re my lucky charm.
What do you get if you eat Christmas decorations? Tinselitis!
Why did the Easter Egg hide?
Because he was a little chicken.
Why does Santa Claus go down the chimney on Christmas Eve? Because it soot's him Why are Christmas trees so fond of the past? Because the present's beneath them.
What’s the opposite of Easter?
Wester
It ain’t over till it’s clover.
“What do you call an elf that runs away from Santa’s Workshop? A rebel without a Claus.”
Irish you were beer.
It's lit.
Are you a keyboard? Because you are just my type.
Take a pitcher. It'll last longer.
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