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