The sun was like a beacon of hope The wind whispered in my ear Her binder was as heavy as a brick The bumpy, right underside The sharp, pungent stench The waves bid me goodbye The delightfully sweet aroma I have a million things do to today The sour, bitter lemon His fingers danced across the page That just came out of the blue His hair was as red as the camp fire He has a chip in his shoulder The sun was a spotlight on my face What a gorgeous hat you are wearing Education is your ticket to success The tree was a giant blocking my way The slimy, sticky surface of the eel That kid has ants in his pants The honeyed, candy-like after-taste That car costs a bazillion dollars His is a witty guy The lilting song of a soprano A resounding thunder of shouts The sun was like a beacon of hope The wind whispered in my ear Her binder was as heavy as a brick The bumpy, right underside The sharp, pungent stench The waves bid me goodbye The delightfully sweet aroma I have a million things do to today The sour, bitter lemon His fingers danced across the page That just came out of the blue His hair was as red as the camp fire He has a chip in his shoulder The sun was a spotlight on my face What a gorgeous hat you are wearing Education is your ticket to success The tree was a giant blocking my way The slimy, sticky surface of the eel That kid has ants in his pants The honeyed, candy-like after-taste That car costs a bazillion dollars His is a witty guy The lilting song of a soprano A resounding thunder of shouts
(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.
The sun was like a beacon of hope
The wind whispered in my ear
Her binder was as heavy as a brick
The bumpy, right underside
The sharp, pungent stench
The waves bid me goodbye
The delightfully sweet aroma
I have a million things do to today
The sour, bitter lemon
His fingers danced across the page
That just came out of the blue
His hair was as red as the camp fire
He has a chip in his shoulder
The sun was a spotlight on my face
What a gorgeous hat you are wearing
Education is your ticket to success
The tree was a giant blocking my way
The slimy, sticky surface of the eel
That kid has ants in his pants
The honeyed, candy-like after-taste
That car costs a bazillion dollars
His is a witty guy
The lilting song of a soprano
A resounding thunder of shouts