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 chimbleyHow dare you toenter the Grinch’slair!? Theinsolence! Theaudacity! Theunmitigated gallYour heart’san emptyhole, yourbrain is fullof spidersYou’rean idiotAm I justeatingbecauseI’m bored?the Grinchfound thestrength often Grinches,plus two!It came withoutribbons. It camewithout tags. Itcame withoutpackages,boxes, or bags.Even 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-loaYou wannaknow whathappens to yourgifts? They allcome to me. Inyour garbage.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 ChristmasNo, no,no. I amthe GrinchI coulduse a littlesocialinteractionGive 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 become SantaClause to steal theirChristmas. If hecould deliver it onenight, then I can stealit. What’s Santa havethat I don’t?Cindy LouWho: Santa,what’s themeaning ofChristmas?Hate, hate,hate. Hate,hate, hate.Double Hate.Loathe entirely!Now you listen tome, young lady!Even if we’rehorribly mangled,there’ll be no sadfaces onChristmas.MaybeChristmasdoesn’tcome from astoreThe Grinch:VENGEANCE!I mean…Presents… IsupposeOne man’stoxic sludgeis anotherman’spotpourri.I’m goingto stealtheirChristmasthe Grinch’ssmall heartgrew threesizes thatday.If you utter so muchas one syllable, I’LLHUNT YOU DOWNAND GUT YOULIKE A FISH! Ifyou’d like to fax me,press the star keyYou’re ameanone, Mr.GrinchSaving you, is thatwhat you think Iwas doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed thatyou wereimproperlypackaged, my dearLook, I don’twanna makewaves, but thiswhole Christmasseason is stupid,stupid, stupid!.Holidaywho-bewhat-ee?I tell you, Max, Idon’t know why Iever leave thisplace. I’ve got allthe company Ineed right hereAnd they’ll feast,feast, feast, feast.They’ll eat theirWho-Puddingand rare Who-roast Beast.We’re gonna die!We’re gonna die!I’m gonna throwup, and then I’mgonna die!Mommy tell it tostop!That is not achew toy.You have noidea whereit’s beent’sbecauseI’m green,isn’t it?!I know justwhat to do! I’llmake a quickSanty Claushat and a coatBlast thisChristmasmusic. It’sjoyful andtriumphantHELPME…I’mFEELINGThe avarice neverends! “I want golfclubs. I wantdiamonds. I want apony so I can ride ittwice, get bored andsell it to make glueYou’re theone thing inthe world Ican’t standI am the Grinch thatstole Christmas…and I’m sorry. Aren’tyou going to cuffme? Beat me up?Blind me withpepper spray?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 chimbleyHow dare you toenter the Grinch’slair!? Theinsolence! Theaudacity! Theunmitigated gallYour heart’san emptyhole, yourbrain is fullof spidersYou’rean idiotAm I justeatingbecauseI’m bored?the Grinchfound thestrength often Grinches,plus two!It came withoutribbons. It camewithout tags. Itcame withoutpackages,boxes, or bags.Even 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-loaYou wannaknow whathappens to yourgifts? They allcome to me. Inyour garbage.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 ChristmasNo, no,no. I amthe GrinchI coulduse a littlesocialinteractionGive 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 become SantaClause to steal theirChristmas. If hecould deliver it onenight, then I can stealit. What’s Santa havethat I don’t?Cindy LouWho: Santa,what’s themeaning ofChristmas?Hate, hate,hate. Hate,hate, hate.Double Hate.Loathe entirely!Now you listen tome, young lady!Even if we’rehorribly mangled,there’ll be no sadfaces onChristmas.MaybeChristmasdoesn’tcome from astoreThe Grinch:VENGEANCE!I mean…Presents… IsupposeOne man’stoxic sludgeis anotherman’spotpourri.I’m goingto stealtheirChristmasthe Grinch’ssmall heartgrew threesizes thatday.If you utter so muchas one syllable, I’LLHUNT YOU DOWNAND GUT YOULIKE A FISH! Ifyou’d like to fax me,press the star keyYou’re ameanone, Mr.GrinchSaving you, is thatwhat you think Iwas doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed thatyou wereimproperlypackaged, my dearLook, I don’twanna makewaves, but thiswhole Christmasseason is stupid,stupid, stupid!.Holidaywho-bewhat-ee?I tell you, Max, Idon’t know why Iever leave thisplace. I’ve got allthe company Ineed right hereAnd they’ll feast,feast, feast, feast.They’ll eat theirWho-Puddingand rare Who-roast Beast.We’re gonna die!We’re gonna die!I’m gonna throwup, and then I’mgonna die!Mommy tell it tostop!That is not achew toy.You have noidea whereit’s beent’sbecauseI’m green,isn’t it?!I know justwhat to do! I’llmake a quickSanty Claushat and a coatBlast thisChristmasmusic. It’sjoyful andtriumphantHELPME…I’mFEELINGThe avarice neverends! “I want golfclubs. I wantdiamonds. I want apony so I can ride ittwice, get bored andsell it to make glueYou’re theone thing inthe world Ican’t standI am the Grinch thatstole Christmas…and I’m sorry. Aren’tyou going to cuffme? Beat me up?Blind me withpepper spray?

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