the Whosdown inWhoville willall cry, "BooHoo."I'll make aquick SantyClaus hatand a coatIt could be,perhaps, thathis shoeswere tootightAnd he, hehimself, theGrinch -carved theroast beast.They'll feaston Whopudding andrare Whoroast beast.the Grinch'ssmall heartgrew threesizes thatdayYour brain isfull ofspiders, youhave garlicin your soulYou havetermites inyour smileThat's onething I hate!All the noise,noise, noise,noise!I must stopChristmasfromcoming... buthow?If I can't*find* areindeer, I'll*make* oneinstead.It came withoutribbons!... it camewithout tags!... itcame withoutpackages, boxes,or bags!the Grincheven tooktheir last canof Who hashStink,stank,stunk!Every Whodown inWhoville, thetall and thesmall, wassinging,Then the Whos,young and old, willsit down to a feast.And they'll feast,and they'll feast.You're a badbanana witha... greasyblack peel.The Grinchgot awonderful,*awful* idea!Pooh-pooh tothe Whos!And the one speckof food that he leftin the house was acrumb that waseven too small fora mouse.but if Santacould do it,then socould theGrinch.Your soul isan appallingdump-heap,Santie Claus,why? Why areyou taking ourChristmastree? Why?It started inlow... thenit started togrow.the Whosdown inWhoville willall cry, "BooHoo."I'll make aquick SantyClaus hatand a coatIt could be,perhaps, thathis shoeswere tootightAnd he, hehimself, theGrinch -carved theroast beast.They'll feaston Whopudding andrare Whoroast beast.the Grinch'ssmall heartgrew threesizes thatdayYour brain isfull ofspiders, youhave garlicin your soulYou havetermites inyour smileThat's onething I hate!All the noise,noise, noise,noise!I must stopChristmasfromcoming... buthow?If I can't*find* areindeer, I'll*make* oneinstead.It came withoutribbons!... it camewithout tags!... itcame withoutpackages, boxes,or bags!the Grincheven tooktheir last canof Who hashStink,stank,stunk!Every Whodown inWhoville, thetall and thesmall, wassinging,Then the Whos,young and old, willsit down to a feast.And they'll feast,and they'll feast.You're a badbanana witha... greasyblack peel.The Grinchgot awonderful,*awful* idea!Pooh-pooh tothe Whos!And the one speckof food that he leftin the house was acrumb that waseven too small fora mouse.but if Santacould do it,then socould theGrinch.Your soul isan appallingdump-heap,Santie Claus,why? Why areyou taking ourChristmastree? Why?It started inlow... thenit started togrow.

GRINCH ME! - Call List

(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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  1. the Whos down in Whoville will all cry, "Boo Hoo."
  2. I'll make a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat
  3. It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight
  4. And he, he himself, the Grinch - carved the roast beast.
  5. They'll feast on Who pudding and rare Who roast beast.
  6. the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day
  7. Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul
  8. You have termites in your smile
  9. That's one thing I hate! All the noise, noise, noise, noise!
  10. I must stop Christmas from coming... but how?
  11. If I can't *find* a reindeer, I'll *make* one instead.
  12. It came without ribbons!... it came without tags!... it came without packages, boxes, or bags!
  13. the Grinch even took their last can of Who hash
  14. Stink, stank, stunk!
  15. Every Who down in Whoville, the tall and the small, was singing,
  16. Then the Whos, young and old, will sit down to a feast. And they'll feast, and they'll feast.
  17. You're a bad banana with a... greasy black peel.
  18. The Grinch got a wonderful, *awful* idea!
  19. Pooh-pooh to the Whos!
  20. And the one speck of food that he left in the house was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse.
  21. but if Santa could do it, then so could the Grinch.
  22. Your soul is an appalling dump-heap,
  23. Santie Claus, why? Why are you taking our Christmas tree? Why?
  24. It started in low... then it started to grow.