He has a chip in his shoulder The slimy, sticky surface of the eel The waves bid me goodbye The tree was a giant blocking my way The bumpy, right underside The lilting song of a soprano The sour, bitter lemon Education is your ticket to success His is a witty guy The sharp, pungent stench The delightfully sweet aroma The sun was a spotlight on my face The sun was like a beacon of hope I have a million things do to today The honeyed, candy-like after-taste That kid has ants in his pants The wind whispered in my ear What a gorgeous hat you are wearing A resounding thunder of shouts That just came out of the blue His hair was as red as the camp fire That car costs a bazillion dollars Her binder was as heavy as a brick His fingers danced across the page He has a chip in his shoulder The slimy, sticky surface of the eel The waves bid me goodbye The tree was a giant blocking my way The bumpy, right underside The lilting song of a soprano The sour, bitter lemon Education is your ticket to success His is a witty guy The sharp, pungent stench The delightfully sweet aroma The sun was a spotlight on my face The sun was like a beacon of hope I have a million things do to today The honeyed, candy-like after-taste That kid has ants in his pants The wind whispered in my ear What a gorgeous hat you are wearing A resounding thunder of shouts That just came out of the blue His hair was as red as the camp fire That car costs a bazillion dollars Her binder was as heavy as a brick His fingers danced across the page
(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
He has a chip in his shoulder
The slimy, sticky surface of the eel
The waves bid me goodbye
The tree was a giant blocking my way
The bumpy, right underside
The lilting song of a soprano
The sour, bitter lemon
Education is your ticket to success
His is a witty guy
The sharp, pungent stench
The delightfully sweet aroma
The sun was a spotlight on my face
The sun was like a beacon of hope
I have a million things do to today
The honeyed, candy-like after-taste
That kid has ants in his pants
The wind whispered in my ear
What a gorgeous hat you are wearing
A resounding thunder of shouts
That just came out of the blue
His hair was as red as the camp fire
That car costs a bazillion dollars
Her binder was as heavy as a brick
His fingers danced across the page