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