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