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

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