The only sin is the sin of being born Dance first. Think later. Try again. Fail again. Fail better precision is next to godliness Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness You’re on Earth. There’s no cure for that. My anger subsides, I’d like to pee It’s the natural order Birth was the death of him Either I forget immediately or I never forget I grow gnomic. It is the last phase What do I know about a man’s destiny? Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. In the landscape of extinction That’s the way I am I’d throw it out of the window. If I could control my body Nothing is funnier than unhappiness I can’t go on. I’ll go on We are all born mad, some remain so Habit is a great deadener The only sin is the sin of being born I could tell you more about radishes The only sin is the sin of being born Dance first. Think later. Try again. Fail again. Fail better precision is next to godliness Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness You’re on Earth. There’s no cure for that. My anger subsides, I’d like to pee It’s the natural order Birth was the death of him Either I forget immediately or I never forget I grow gnomic. It is the last phase What do I know about a man’s destiny? Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. In the landscape of extinction That’s the way I am I’d throw it out of the window. If I could control my body Nothing is funnier than unhappiness I can’t go on. I’ll go on We are all born mad, some remain so Habit is a great deadener The only sin is the sin of being born I could tell you more about radishes
(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 only sin is the sin of being born
Dance first. Think later.
Try again. Fail again. Fail better
precision is next to godliness
Every word is like an unnecessary stain
on silence and nothingness
You’re on Earth. There’s no cure for that.
My anger subsides, I’d like to pee
It’s the natural order
Birth was the death of him
Either I forget immediately or I never forget
I grow gnomic. It is the last phase
What do I know about a man’s destiny?
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter.
In the landscape of extinction
That’s the way I am
I’d throw it out of the window.
If I could control my body
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness
I can’t go on. I’ll go on
We are all born mad, some remain so
Habit is a great deadener
The only sin is the sin of being born
I could tell you more about radishes