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

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