(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.
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This is a life skill, people. Like cursive.
I always have a good Christmas.
It was the end of Nintendo.
One woman punched a grandma right in the throat.
Each one of us in that basement knew we were about to witness history.
No sucking on the soda pop.
Sorry I’m late, I was on the phone with Bon Jovi.
There was no second place when it came to Nintendo.
He was a magician. He was a hero. He was my dad.
Any of you huddled masses care for some Nintendo?
One thing became clear, I needed to get my own Nintendo. Fast.
Retainor retained.
You know how you meet someone and you have no idea they have money? Timmy Keen is the opposite of that.
Mikey was tough, tenacious, and was allowed to watch R-rated movies, and it showed.
I’ve become one with Nintendo.
Tonight, I was a man on a mission.
It was like winning more school.
A kid who thinks, how refreshing.
Enough with the dee-doo’s.
For a minute there, I thought it was a Nintendo.
It looks like Tupperware.
I’m not embarrassing. May’s dad is embarrassing.
Is modern technology going to take over our lives?
No boots, no field trip.
Forget your sister, Jake. She’s useless.
The power glove sucked.
Don’t negotiate with terrorists.
Your mom used a coupon again?
That TV landed on her like a house on a witch.
Video game over.
What do you have a learning disability or something?
Christmas was dead to me now.
She bought it. Someone believed me.
The Olsens are weak stock.
A redhead with freckles. Don’t mess it up.
Apparently, video games have been doing all sorts of strange things to kids in Japan.
Say hello to my little friend.
What can I tell you? It was the ’80s; stuff got real.
I know this year is a little bit different, but you can still have a good Christmas.
Looks like a no go on Nintendo.
And there she was, glistening in all her plastic glory.
Put it under your armpits for 2 minutes. It will thaw out.
You’re just a sad little bully.
Who wants a piece of this delicious strawberry cake?