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