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