Thine face is not worth sunburning. Thou poisonous bunch- back’d toad Peace, ye fat guts! Thou cream faced loon I was searching for a fool, when I found you You roasted ox with pudding in his belly that stuffed cloak-bag of guts Thou knotty- pated fool Thou clay- brained guts Thou are pigeon- liver’d and lack gall Thou art a flesh- monger Thou Dost infect my eyes Thou smell of Mountain goat Thou swollen parcel of dropsies Thou Crusty Batch of Nature Thou bolting- hutch of beastliness Every man should beat thee Thou art like a toad; ugly and venomous Thy faith faith is like a stewed prune Thou art as loathsome as a toad. I come near your beauty with my nails Thou art as fat as butter Your brain is as dry as biscuit after a voyage Thou lily- liver’d boy Thine face is not worth sunburning. Thou poisonous bunch- back’d toad Peace, ye fat guts! Thou cream faced loon I was searching for a fool, when I found you You roasted ox with pudding in his belly that stuffed cloak-bag of guts Thou knotty- pated fool Thou clay- brained guts Thou are pigeon- liver’d and lack gall Thou art a flesh- monger Thou Dost infect my eyes Thou smell of Mountain goat Thou swollen parcel of dropsies Thou Crusty Batch of Nature Thou bolting- hutch of beastliness Every man should beat thee Thou art like a toad; ugly and venomous Thy faith faith is like a stewed prune Thou art as loathsome as a toad. I come near your beauty with my nails Thou art as fat as butter Your brain is as dry as biscuit after a voyage Thou lily- liver’d boy
(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.
Thine face is not worth sunburning.
Thou poisonous bunch-back’d toad
Peace, ye fat guts!
Thou cream faced loon
I was searching for a fool, when I found you
You roasted ox with pudding in his belly
that stuffed cloak-bag of guts
Thou knotty-pated fool
Thou clay-brained guts
Thou are pigeon-liver’d and lack gall
Thou art a flesh-monger
Thou Dost infect my eyes
Thou smell of Mountain goat
Thou swollen parcel of dropsies
Thou Crusty Batch of Nature
Thou bolting-hutch of beastliness
Every man should beat thee
Thou art like a toad; ugly and venomous
Thy faith faith is like a stewed prune
Thou art as loathsome as a toad.
I come near your beauty with my nails
Thou art as fat as butter
Your brain is as dry as biscuit after a voyage
Thou lily-liver’d boy