Are you a flame? Because I think I found my perfect match.
"I'm an Easter eggs-pert."
What do you get if you eat Christmas decorations? Tinselitis!
The paddy don’t start till I walk in.
Beer-lieve it or not!
We are looking pitcher-perfect.
Icy what you did there.
"Egg-ceedingly good, wouldn't you say?"
I can heartly wait to see you.
The best years of my life were spent in the arms of another man’s wife
Happy Mother’s Day!
Who’s your paddy?
Don’t go bacon my heart.
"I whip my hare back and forth."
You are pitcher perfect.
Let’s take an elfie.
Be-leaf me, you look great in green.
I’m going green, if you know what I mean.
Sleigh my name, sleigh my name.
Keep calm and leprech-on.
I am fawn’d of you my deer.
“I love you from head to mistletoe.”
It's ice to meet you.
“Oh, deer! Christmas is here!”
Easter is grammatically incorrect.
We should say more east.
How can you tell where the Easter Bunny left his treasure
Eggs marks the spot.
You must be glue because I am sticking with you.
“What do you call an elf that runs away from Santa’s Workshop? A rebel without a Claus.”
“What did Adam say on the day before Christmas? It’s Christmas, Eve!”
You're the ruler of my heart.
"Beat it." — Michael Jackson, "Beat It"
Snow thank you.
My local pizza place is selling heart shaped pizzas for Valentine’s Day
I find it to be a bit cheesy
Believe in your elf.
No-bunny is as hare-larious as you.
Thank you for making our relationship sweet rather than a rocky road.
"I'm so egg-cited for Easter."
You’re my pot of gold.
"Some bunny loves you."
I’m so lepre-gone right now.
This Valentine's day, I decided to pay extra and buy flowers that look after themselves.
They are Self Raising.
“Did you hear the forecast for Christmas Eve? They’re calling for rain, dear!”
Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder.
Ireland you money, if you’ll pay me back.
Your shirt must be made out of husband material.
Reindeer don't go to school—they're elf taught.
Hold on for deer life.
What do you call people who are afraid of Santa Claus? Claustrophobic.
She has high elf-esteem.
Snow on and snow forth.
I’ll be there in a pinch.
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