Cindy LouWho: Santa,what’s themeaning ofChristmas?the Grinch’ssmall heartgrew threesizes thatday.You’re theone thing inthe world Ican’t standGive 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?Am I justeatingbecauseI’m bored?I am the Grinch thatstole Christmas…and I’m sorry. Aren’tyou going to cuffme? Beat me up?Blind me withpepper spray?No, 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!The avarice neverends! “I want golfclubs. I wantdiamonds. I want apony so I can ride ittwice, get bored andsell it to make gluePop 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 chimbleyI’m goingto stealtheirChristmasThat is not achew toy.You have noidea whereit’s beenBlast thisChristmasmusic. It’sjoyful andtriumphantI tell you, Max, Idon’t know why Iever leave thisplace. I’ve got allthe company Ineed right hereIf 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 ChristmasYou’re ameanone, Mr.GrinchYou wannaknow whathappens to yourgifts? They allcome to me. Inyour garbage.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-loaLook, I don’twanna makewaves, but thiswhole Christmasseason is stupid,stupid, stupid!.I coulduse a littlesocialinteractionMaybeChristmasdoesn’tcome from astoreHate, hate,hate. Hate,hate, hate.Double Hate.Loathe entirely!You’rean idiotHELPME…I’mFEELINGNow you listen tome, young lady!Even if we’rehorribly mangled,there’ll be no sadfaces onChristmas.And they’ll feast,feast, feast, feast.They’ll eat theirWho-Puddingand rare Who-roast Beast.One man’stoxic sludgeis anotherman’spotpourri.t’sbecauseI’m green,isn’t it?!the Grinchfound thestrength often Grinches,plus two!Saving you, is thatwhat you think Iwas doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed thatyou wereimproperlypackaged, my dearHow dare you toenter the Grinch’slair!? Theinsolence! Theaudacity! Theunmitigated gallYour heart’san emptyhole, yourbrain is fullof spidersHolidaywho-bewhat-ee?The Grinch:VENGEANCE!I mean…Presents… IsupposeI know justwhat to do! I’llmake a quickSanty Claushat and a coatI become SantaClause to steal theirChristmas. If hecould deliver it onenight, then I can stealit. What’s Santa havethat I don’t?It came withoutribbons. It camewithout tags. Itcame withoutpackages,boxes, or bags.Cindy LouWho: Santa,what’s themeaning ofChristmas?the Grinch’ssmall heartgrew threesizes thatday.You’re theone thing inthe world Ican’t standGive 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?Am I justeatingbecauseI’m bored?I am the Grinch thatstole Christmas…and I’m sorry. Aren’tyou going to cuffme? Beat me up?Blind me withpepper spray?No, 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!The avarice neverends! “I want golfclubs. I wantdiamonds. I want apony so I can ride ittwice, get bored andsell it to make gluePop 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 chimbleyI’m goingto stealtheirChristmasThat is not achew toy.You have noidea whereit’s beenBlast thisChristmasmusic. It’sjoyful andtriumphantI tell you, Max, Idon’t know why Iever leave thisplace. I’ve got allthe company Ineed right hereIf 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 ChristmasYou’re ameanone, Mr.GrinchYou wannaknow whathappens to yourgifts? They allcome to me. Inyour garbage.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-loaLook, I don’twanna makewaves, but thiswhole Christmasseason is stupid,stupid, stupid!.I coulduse a littlesocialinteractionMaybeChristmasdoesn’tcome from astoreHate, hate,hate. Hate,hate, hate.Double Hate.Loathe entirely!You’rean idiotHELPME…I’mFEELINGNow you listen tome, young lady!Even if we’rehorribly mangled,there’ll be no sadfaces onChristmas.And they’ll feast,feast, feast, feast.They’ll eat theirWho-Puddingand rare Who-roast Beast.One man’stoxic sludgeis anotherman’spotpourri.t’sbecauseI’m green,isn’t it?!the Grinchfound thestrength often Grinches,plus two!Saving you, is thatwhat you think Iwas doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed thatyou wereimproperlypackaged, my dearHow dare you toenter the Grinch’slair!? Theinsolence! Theaudacity! Theunmitigated gallYour heart’san emptyhole, yourbrain is fullof spidersHolidaywho-bewhat-ee?The Grinch:VENGEANCE!I mean…Presents… IsupposeI know justwhat to do! I’llmake a quickSanty Claushat and a coatI become SantaClause to steal theirChristmas. If hecould deliver it onenight, then I can stealit. What’s Santa havethat I don’t?It 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. Cindy Lou Who: Santa, what’s the meaning of Christmas?
  2. the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day.
  3. You’re the one thing in the world I can’t stand
  4. 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?
  5. Am I just eating because I’m bored?
  6. 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?
  7. No, no, no. I am the Grinch
  8. We’re gonna die! We’re gonna die! I’m gonna throw up, and then I’m gonna die! Mommy tell it to stop!
  9. 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
  10. 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
  11. I’m going to steal their Christmas
  12. That is not a chew toy. You have no idea where it’s been
  13. Blast this Christmas music. It’s joyful and triumphant
  14. I tell you, Max, I don’t know why I ever leave this place. I’ve got all the company I need right here
  15. 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
  16. 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
  17. You’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch
  18. You wanna know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me. In your garbage.
  19. 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
  20. Look, I don’t wanna make waves, but this whole Christmas season is stupid, stupid, stupid!.
  21. I could use a little social interaction
  22. Maybe Christmas doesn’t come from a store
  23. Hate, hate, hate. Hate, hate, hate. Double Hate. Loathe entirely!
  24. You’re an idiot
  25. HELP ME…I’m FEELING
  26. Now you listen to me, young lady! Even if we’re horribly mangled, there’ll be no sad faces on Christmas.
  27. And they’ll feast, feast, feast, feast. They’ll eat their Who-Pudding and rare Who-roast Beast.
  28. One man’s toxic sludge is another man’s potpourri.
  29. t’s because I’m green, isn’t it?!
  30. the Grinch found the strength of ten Grinches, plus two!
  31. Saving you, is that what you think I was doing? Wrong-o. I just noticed that you were improperly packaged, my dear
  32. How dare you to enter the Grinch’s lair!? The insolence! The audacity! The unmitigated gall
  33. Your heart’s an empty hole, your brain is full of spiders
  34. Holiday who-be what-ee?
  35. The Grinch: VENGEANCE! I mean… Presents… I suppose
  36. I know just what to do! I’ll make a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat
  37. 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?
  38. It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes, or bags.