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