(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.
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What about santa's cookies? I suppose parents eat those too?
Smiling's my favorite!
He must be a South Pole elf.
I thought maybe we could make ginger bread houses, and eat cookie dough, and go ice skating, and maybe even hold hands.
Buddy, you’re more of an elf than anyone I ever met. And the only one who could fix that sleigh!
Is there sugar in syrup?
Make work your favorite. That's your new favorite.
I just like to smile; smiling's my favorite.
Buddy the Elf, what's your favorite color?"
It looks like a Christmas tree.
He’s an angry elf
You did it! Congratulations! World's best cup of coffee!
The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear
What do you want? Some money?
Son of a nutcracker!
Francisco! That's fun to say! Francisco... Frannncisco... Franciscooo...
Son of a Nutcracker!
...and then we'll snuggle.
I'm singing! I'm in a store, and I'm singing!
I'm a cotton-headed ninny muggins."
The best way to spread Christmas Cheer, is singing loud for all to hear.
I think you're really beautiful and I feel really warm when I'm around you and my tongue swells up.
Well, if you're Santa, what song did I sing for you on your birthday this year?
Did you have to borrow a reindeer to get down here?
...you have such a pretty face, you should be on a Christmas card!
I’m sorry I ruined your lives and crammed 11 cookies into the VCR.
Actually, I'm a human, but I was raised by elves.
I'm singing/I'm in a store/and I'm siiiiiingiiiiing!/I'm in a store/and I'm siiiiiingiiiiing!
This place reminds me of Santa's Workshop! Except it smells like mushrooms and everyone looks like they want to hurt me.
Did you hear that?
You're weird.
You sit on a throne of lies!
Of course you're not an elf. You're six-foot-three and had a beard since you were fifteen.
You stink. You smell like beef and cheese! You don't smell like Santa.
My finger has a heartbeat.
SANTA! SANTA'S COMING! I KNOW HIM! I KNOW HIM!
I passed through the seven levels of the Candy Cane Forest, through the sea of swirly twirly gumdrops, and then I walked through the Lincoln Tunnel."
Santa! Oh, my God! Santa's coming! I know him! I know him!
