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

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