neat piles of nervously gnawed off fingernails tongues never gifted me by my Mother pick-up trucks and plywood beds soft touch and softer words hands clasped in fervent prayer the long, long, looooong way around rough brown hands toiling mid-day a deal struck in the dead of night promises left full of yearning the horror- show of fire- scorched sidewalks soft touch and serrated words burnt tortillas and untouched beans the land of big love if you can wait a while sudden showers of silver rain towering cacti, regal and terrifying top secret besos treasure under my nana's porch "te amo mucho, mijito" the brick wall that punched me back the cherry tree that looked like God "I don't think I ever, in fact, returned home" grave debts unreconciled the lake where I was baptized all in white mud baths in the name of becoming clean neat piles of nervously gnawed off fingernails tongues never gifted me by my Mother pick-up trucks and plywood beds soft touch and softer words hands clasped in fervent prayer the long, long, looooong way around rough brown hands toiling mid-day a deal struck in the dead of night promises left full of yearning the horror- show of fire- scorched sidewalks soft touch and serrated words burnt tortillas and untouched beans the land of big love if you can wait a while sudden showers of silver rain towering cacti, regal and terrifying top secret besos treasure under my nana's porch "te amo mucho, mijito" the brick wall that punched me back the cherry tree that looked like God "I don't think I ever, in fact, returned home" grave debts unreconciled the lake where I was baptized all in white mud baths in the name of becoming clean
(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.
neat piles of nervously gnawed off fingernails
tongues never gifted me by my Mother
pick-up trucks and plywood beds
soft touch and softer words
hands clasped in fervent prayer
the long, long, looooong way around
rough brown hands toiling mid-day
a deal struck in the dead of night
promises left full of yearning
the horror-show of fire-scorched sidewalks
soft touch and serrated words
burnt tortillas and untouched beans
the land of big love if you can wait a while
sudden showers of silver rain
towering cacti, regal and terrifying
top secret besos
treasure under my nana's porch
"te amo mucho, mijito"
the brick wall that punched me back
the cherry tree that looked like God
"I don't think I ever, in fact, returned home"
grave debts unreconciled
the lake where I was baptized all in white
mud baths in the name of becoming clean