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

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