(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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Cindy Lou Who: Santa, what’s the meaning of Christmas?
No, no, no. I am the Grinch
Give me that! Don’t you know you’re not supposed to take things that don’t belong to you? What’s the matter with you, you some kind of wild animal? Huh?
Look, I don’t wanna make waves, but this whole Christmas season is stupid, stupid, stupid!.
You’re an idiot
How dare you to enter the Grinch’s lair!? The insolence! The audacity! The unmitigated gall
Maybe Christmas doesn’t come from a store
Pop guns! And bicycles! Roller skates! Drums! Checkerboards! Tricycles! Popcorn! And plums! And he stuffed them in bags. Then the Grinch, very nimbly, stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimbley
The avarice never ends! “I want golf clubs. I want diamonds. I want a pony so I can ride it twice, get bored and sell it to make glue
You’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch
And they’ll feast, feast, feast, feast. They’ll eat their Who-Pudding and rare Who-roast Beast.
Even if I wanted to go my schedule wouldn’t allow it. 4:00, wallow in self-pity; 4:30, stare into the abyss; 5:00, solve world hunger, tell no one; 5:30, jazzercize; 6:30, dinner with me – I can’t cancel that again; 7:00, wrestle with my self-loa
I could use a little social interaction
Now you listen to me, young lady! Even if we’re horribly mangled, there’ll be no sad faces on Christmas.
It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes, or bags.
Saving you, is that what you think I was doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed that you were improperly packaged, my dear
Am I just eating because I’m bored?
the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day.
You wanna know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me. In your garbage.
Holiday who-be what-ee?
If you utter so much as one syllable, I’LL HUNT YOU DOWN AND GUT YOU LIKE A FISH! If you’d like to fax me, press the star key
You’re the one thing in the world I can’t stand
Your heart’s an empty hole, your brain is full of spiders
One man’s toxic sludge is another man’s potpourri.
I become Santa Clause to steal their Christmas. If he could deliver it one night, then I can steal it. What’s Santa have that I don’t?
We’re gonna die! We’re gonna die! I’m gonna throw up, and then I’m gonna die! Mommy tell it to stop!
The Grinch: VENGEANCE! I mean… Presents… I suppose
I am the Grinch that stole Christmas… and I’m sorry. Aren’t you going to cuff me? Beat me up? Blind me with pepper spray?
HELP ME…I’m FEELING
I tell you, Max, I don’t know why I ever leave this place. I’ve got all the company I need right here
t’s because I’m green, isn’t it?!
the Grinch found the strength of ten Grinches, plus two!
I know just what to do! I’ll make a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat
I’m going to steal their Christmas
Blast this Christmas music. It’s joyful and triumphant
All right, you’re a reindeer. Here’s your motivation: Your name is Rudolph, you’re a freak with a red nose, and no one likes you. Then, one day, Santa picks you and you save Christmas
That is not a chew toy. You have no idea where it’s been
