(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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And I am about to raise you right of the pavement
This is Fozziwig’s old rubber chicken factory
No no no, that’s the frogs idea
If they prize for being mean, the winner would be him
After all there’s only one more sleep till Christmas
A life can be made right
I will live my life in the past, the present, and the future
This is the night before the dawn before the day of Christmas
(Minstrel gets hit in the face)
COME IN AND KNOW ME BETTER MAN
You will love business
Such a meager feast
You did, once
He’s got him there the old boy’s speechless
That they are, what they are. Do not blame me
AND BADLY DRESSED
They were all very much the same. Nothing ever changed. You changed
Frostbitten teddy bears
It is the American way! Oh. It is the British way
If you need to to know the measure of a man you simply count his friends
You can bet he would be sour
I’m being stolen. Help me, Help me!
I fear you more than any specter I have yet met.
Today? Today is Christmas Day
But very much appreciated
God save my little broken body
Say, do you know that fruit is wax?
Perhaps I’ve never understood about Christmas
Your salvation then
WHEN THE BELL TOLLS ONE!!!
Life is made up of meetings and partings. That is the way of it.
Spirit what is that light? It cannot be dawn. It is the past
It’s true wherever you find love it feels like Christmas
Very well, you may gift wrap them
If he’s going to die he’d better do it
Throw the fish away
Hoity-toity Mr. Godlike Smartypants
Just hold on
Even the vegetables don’t like him
I told you, story tellers are omniscient
No, it’s alright. This is culture
Mother always taught me, never eat singing food
And Tiny Tim, who did not die
Remember don’t tip the driver
HEATWAVE
The founder of the feast indeed
I will hold you close in a thankful heart
I don’t pay extra for the warmth you know?
The Marleys were dead, to begin with
You can fit through those bars?
There’s more of gravy than the grave about you
UNEMPLOYED
Why is it so quiet spirit?
I’ve been meaning to fix that shelf
Well I’m USUALLY trustworthy
It’s for dramatic emphasis
Light the lamp not the rat
No cheeses for us meeses
I fell down the chimney and landed on a flaming hot goose
