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