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