Holidaywho-bewhat-ee?You’re theone thing inthe world Ican’t standYou wannaknow whathappens to yourgifts? They allcome to me. Inyour garbage.Pop 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 chimbleyYour heart’san emptyhole, yourbrain is fullof spidersGive 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?I coulduse a littlesocialinteractionSaving you, is thatwhat you think Iwas doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed thatyou wereimproperlypackaged, my dearEven 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-loathe Grinchfound thestrength often Grinches,plus two!It came withoutribbons. It camewithout tags. Itcame withoutpackages,boxes, or bags.You’rean idiotNo, no,no. I amthe GrinchWe’re gonna die!We’re gonna die!I’m gonna throwup, and then I’mgonna die!Mommy tell it tostop!I tell you, Max, Idon’t know why Iever leave thisplace. I’ve got allthe company Ineed right herethe Grinch’ssmall heartgrew threesizes thatday.MaybeChristmasdoesn’tcome from astoreLook, I don’twanna makewaves, but thiswhole Christmasseason is stupid,stupid, stupid!.t’sbecauseI’m green,isn’t it?!All 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 ChristmasThe Grinch:VENGEANCE!I mean…Presents… IsupposeAnd they’ll feast,feast, feast, feast.They’ll eat theirWho-Puddingand rare Who-roast Beast.Cindy 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?You’re ameanone, Mr.GrinchThe avarice neverends! “I want golfclubs. I wantdiamonds. I want apony so I can ride ittwice, get bored andsell it to make glueHELPME…I’mFEELINGI know justwhat to do! I’llmake a quickSanty Claushat and a coatNow you listen tome, young lady!Even if we’rehorribly mangled,there’ll be no sadfaces onChristmas.Am I justeatingbecauseI’m bored?One man’stoxic sludgeis anotherman’spotpourri.I become SantaClause to steal theirChristmas. If hecould deliver it onenight, then I can stealit. What’s Santa havethat I don’t?Blast thisChristmasmusic. It’sjoyful andtriumphantHate, hate,hate. Hate,hate, hate.Double Hate.Loathe entirely!How dare you toenter the Grinch’slair!? Theinsolence! Theaudacity! Theunmitigated gallI’m goingto stealtheirChristmasIf you utter so muchas one syllable, I’LLHUNT YOU DOWNAND GUT YOULIKE A FISH! Ifyou’d like to fax me,press the star keyThat is not achew toy.You have noidea whereit’s beenHolidaywho-bewhat-ee?You’re theone thing inthe world Ican’t standYou wannaknow whathappens to yourgifts? They allcome to me. Inyour garbage.Pop 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 chimbleyYour heart’san emptyhole, yourbrain is fullof spidersGive 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?I coulduse a littlesocialinteractionSaving you, is thatwhat you think Iwas doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed thatyou wereimproperlypackaged, my dearEven 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-loathe Grinchfound thestrength often Grinches,plus two!It came withoutribbons. It camewithout tags. Itcame withoutpackages,boxes, or bags.You’rean idiotNo, no,no. I amthe GrinchWe’re gonna die!We’re gonna die!I’m gonna throwup, and then I’mgonna die!Mommy tell it tostop!I tell you, Max, Idon’t know why Iever leave thisplace. I’ve got allthe company Ineed right herethe Grinch’ssmall heartgrew threesizes thatday.MaybeChristmasdoesn’tcome from astoreLook, I don’twanna makewaves, but thiswhole Christmasseason is stupid,stupid, stupid!.t’sbecauseI’m green,isn’t it?!All 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 ChristmasThe Grinch:VENGEANCE!I mean…Presents… IsupposeAnd they’ll feast,feast, feast, feast.They’ll eat theirWho-Puddingand rare Who-roast Beast.Cindy 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?You’re ameanone, Mr.GrinchThe avarice neverends! “I want golfclubs. I wantdiamonds. I want apony so I can ride ittwice, get bored andsell it to make glueHELPME…I’mFEELINGI know justwhat to do! I’llmake a quickSanty Claushat and a coatNow you listen tome, young lady!Even if we’rehorribly mangled,there’ll be no sadfaces onChristmas.Am I justeatingbecauseI’m bored?One man’stoxic sludgeis anotherman’spotpourri.I become SantaClause to steal theirChristmas. If hecould deliver it onenight, then I can stealit. What’s Santa havethat I don’t?Blast thisChristmasmusic. It’sjoyful andtriumphantHate, hate,hate. Hate,hate, hate.Double Hate.Loathe entirely!How dare you toenter the Grinch’slair!? Theinsolence! Theaudacity! Theunmitigated gallI’m goingto stealtheirChristmasIf you utter so muchas one syllable, I’LLHUNT YOU DOWNAND GUT YOULIKE A FISH! Ifyou’d like to fax me,press the star keyThat is not achew toy.You have noidea whereit’s been

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