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