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