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