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