HELPME…I’mFEELINGThat is not achew toy.You have noidea whereit’s beenI’m goingto stealtheirChristmasLook, I don’twanna makewaves, but thiswhole Christmasseason is stupid,stupid, stupid!.How dare you toenter the Grinch’slair!? Theinsolence! Theaudacity! Theunmitigated gallPop guns! And bicycles!Roller skates! Drums!Checkerboards!Tricycles! Popcorn! Andplums! And he stuffedthem in bags. Then theGrinch, very nimbly,stuffed all the bags, oneby one, up the chimbleyYou’rean idiotYour heart’san emptyhole, yourbrain is fullof spidersEven if I wanted to go myschedule 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, dinnerwith me – I can’t cancelthat again; 7:00, wrestlewith my self-loaHolidaywho-bewhat-ee?We’re gonna die!We’re gonna die!I’m gonna throwup, and then I’mgonna die!Mommy tell it tostop!I become SantaClause to steal theirChristmas. If hecould deliver it onenight, then I can stealit. What’s Santa havethat I don’t?Give me that! Don’tyou know you’re notsupposed to takethings that don’t belongto you? What’s thematter with you, yousome kind of wildanimal? Huh?You’re theone thing inthe world Ican’t standNow you listen tome, young lady!Even if we’rehorribly mangled,there’ll be no sadfaces onChristmas.Hate, hate,hate. Hate,hate, hate.Double Hate.Loathe entirely!The Grinch:VENGEANCE!I mean…Presents… Isupposethe Grinchfound thestrength often Grinches,plus two!I coulduse a littlesocialinteractionThe avarice neverends! “I want golfclubs. I wantdiamonds. I want apony so I can ride ittwice, get bored andsell it to make gluethe Grinch’ssmall heartgrew threesizes thatday.You’re ameanone, Mr.GrinchYou wannaknow whathappens to yourgifts? They allcome to me. Inyour garbage.I tell you, Max, Idon’t know why Iever leave thisplace. I’ve got allthe company Ineed right heret’sbecauseI’m green,isn’t it?!Saving you, is thatwhat you think Iwas doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed thatyou wereimproperlypackaged, my dearMaybeChristmasdoesn’tcome from astoreBlast thisChristmasmusic. It’sjoyful andtriumphantCindy LouWho: Santa,what’s themeaning ofChristmas?I am the Grinch thatstole Christmas…and I’m sorry. Aren’tyou going to cuffme? Beat me up?Blind me withpepper spray?Am I justeatingbecauseI’m bored?No, no,no. I amthe GrinchAnd they’ll feast,feast, feast, feast.They’ll eat theirWho-Puddingand rare Who-roast Beast.One man’stoxic sludgeis anotherman’spotpourri.I know justwhat to do! I’llmake a quickSanty Claushat and a coatIf you utter so muchas one syllable, I’LLHUNT YOU DOWNAND GUT YOULIKE A FISH! Ifyou’d like to fax me,press the star keyAll right, you’re areindeer. Here’s yourmotivation: Your nameis Rudolph, you’re afreak with a red nose,and no one likes you.Then, one day, Santapicks you and yousave ChristmasIt came withoutribbons. It camewithout tags. Itcame withoutpackages,boxes, or bags.HELPME…I’mFEELINGThat is not achew toy.You have noidea whereit’s beenI’m goingto stealtheirChristmasLook, I don’twanna makewaves, but thiswhole Christmasseason is stupid,stupid, stupid!.How dare you toenter the Grinch’slair!? Theinsolence! Theaudacity! Theunmitigated gallPop guns! And bicycles!Roller skates! Drums!Checkerboards!Tricycles! Popcorn! Andplums! And he stuffedthem in bags. Then theGrinch, very nimbly,stuffed all the bags, oneby one, up the chimbleyYou’rean idiotYour heart’san emptyhole, yourbrain is fullof spidersEven if I wanted to go myschedule 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, dinnerwith me – I can’t cancelthat again; 7:00, wrestlewith my self-loaHolidaywho-bewhat-ee?We’re gonna die!We’re gonna die!I’m gonna throwup, and then I’mgonna die!Mommy tell it tostop!I become SantaClause to steal theirChristmas. If hecould deliver it onenight, then I can stealit. What’s Santa havethat I don’t?Give me that! Don’tyou know you’re notsupposed to takethings that don’t belongto you? What’s thematter with you, yousome kind of wildanimal? Huh?You’re theone thing inthe world Ican’t standNow you listen tome, young lady!Even if we’rehorribly mangled,there’ll be no sadfaces onChristmas.Hate, hate,hate. Hate,hate, hate.Double Hate.Loathe entirely!The Grinch:VENGEANCE!I mean…Presents… Isupposethe Grinchfound thestrength often Grinches,plus two!I coulduse a littlesocialinteractionThe avarice neverends! “I want golfclubs. I wantdiamonds. I want apony so I can ride ittwice, get bored andsell it to make gluethe Grinch’ssmall heartgrew threesizes thatday.You’re ameanone, Mr.GrinchYou wannaknow whathappens to yourgifts? They allcome to me. Inyour garbage.I tell you, Max, Idon’t know why Iever leave thisplace. I’ve got allthe company Ineed right heret’sbecauseI’m green,isn’t it?!Saving you, is thatwhat you think Iwas doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed thatyou wereimproperlypackaged, my dearMaybeChristmasdoesn’tcome from astoreBlast thisChristmasmusic. It’sjoyful andtriumphantCindy LouWho: Santa,what’s themeaning ofChristmas?I am the Grinch thatstole Christmas…and I’m sorry. Aren’tyou going to cuffme? Beat me up?Blind me withpepper spray?Am I justeatingbecauseI’m bored?No, no,no. I amthe GrinchAnd they’ll feast,feast, feast, feast.They’ll eat theirWho-Puddingand rare Who-roast Beast.One man’stoxic sludgeis anotherman’spotpourri.I know justwhat to do! I’llmake a quickSanty Claushat and a coatIf you utter so muchas one syllable, I’LLHUNT YOU DOWNAND GUT YOULIKE A FISH! Ifyou’d like to fax me,press the star keyAll right, you’re areindeer. Here’s yourmotivation: Your nameis Rudolph, you’re afreak with a red nose,and no one likes you.Then, one day, Santapicks you and yousave ChristmasIt came withoutribbons. It camewithout tags. Itcame withoutpackages,boxes, or bags.

GRINCH Bingo - 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. HELP ME…I’m FEELING
  2. That is not a chew toy. You have no idea where it’s been
  3. I’m going to steal their Christmas
  4. Look, I don’t wanna make waves, but this whole Christmas season is stupid, stupid, stupid!.
  5. How dare you to enter the Grinch’s lair!? The insolence! The audacity! The unmitigated gall
  6. 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
  7. You’re an idiot
  8. Your heart’s an empty hole, your brain is full of spiders
  9. 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
  10. Holiday who-be what-ee?
  11. We’re gonna die! We’re gonna die! I’m gonna throw up, and then I’m gonna die! Mommy tell it to stop!
  12. 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?
  13. 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?
  14. You’re the one thing in the world I can’t stand
  15. Now you listen to me, young lady! Even if we’re horribly mangled, there’ll be no sad faces on Christmas.
  16. Hate, hate, hate. Hate, hate, hate. Double Hate. Loathe entirely!
  17. The Grinch: VENGEANCE! I mean… Presents… I suppose
  18. the Grinch found the strength of ten Grinches, plus two!
  19. I could use a little social interaction
  20. 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
  21. the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day.
  22. You’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch
  23. You wanna know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me. In your garbage.
  24. I tell you, Max, I don’t know why I ever leave this place. I’ve got all the company I need right here
  25. t’s because I’m green, isn’t it?!
  26. Saving you, is that what you think I was doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed that you were improperly packaged, my dear
  27. Maybe Christmas doesn’t come from a store
  28. Blast this Christmas music. It’s joyful and triumphant
  29. Cindy Lou Who: Santa, what’s the meaning of Christmas?
  30. 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?
  31. Am I just eating because I’m bored?
  32. No, no, no. I am the Grinch
  33. And they’ll feast, feast, feast, feast. They’ll eat their Who-Pudding and rare Who-roast Beast.
  34. One man’s toxic sludge is another man’s potpourri.
  35. I know just what to do! I’ll make a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat
  36. 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
  37. 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
  38. It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes, or bags.