Cutest clover in the patch.
Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder.
Be-leaf me, you look great in green.
St. Patrick’s Day makes me Spring to life.
It’s the most wonderful time of the beer.
He’s my pinch charming.
Getting lucked up on St. Patrick’s Day.
Take off all your cloves.
I just want to say, “I love brew.”
Shake your shamrocks.
You are pitcher perfect.
Keep calm and leprech-on.
Dublin’ the fun.
It ain’t over till it’s clover.
What do you call a fake Irish stone? A shamrock.
The paddy don’t start till I walk in.
We like to paddy.
You’re my lucky charm.
Just brew it!
I’m in pursuit of hoppiness.
Irish you a happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Who needs luck? I have charm.
Let’s have a shamrockin’ good time tonight!
You snooze. You booze.
It’s worth a shot.
I’m ready to shamrock and roll.
You're so clover!
Happy St. Cat-rick’s day!
Irish I may, Irish I might.
To beer or not to beer… That is the question.
Why did St. Patrick drive the snakes out of Ireland?
It was too expensive to fly and too long to walk.
Burst into cheers!
I’ll be there in a pinch.
Drink happy thoughts.
Sometimes you have to green and bear it.
Here today, lepre-gone tomorrow.
Gold riddance.
The lager you wait, the better it tastes.
Sips getting real.
We’re in a-green-ment.
We’ve reached the pint of no return.
Distill my beating heart.
You’re brew-tiful!
We’ve made a jig mistake, don’t you a-green?
Who’s your paddy?
The pint’s the limit.
You’re my pot of gold.
Beer-lieve it or not!
Today I be-leaf in leprechauns
If it ain’t brogue, don’t fix it.
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