(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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"Oh no! Who turned on all the lights?!"
"We’re going to spread a little Christmas fear."
"It’s Christmas. It’s practically here!"
"Max, you will guide my sleigh tonight."
"Who needs Christmas lights when you’ve got your own darkness?"
"This is the loudest snow I’ve ever heard!"
"Max, fetch me my coffee… and a plan to ruin Christmas."
"If I can't find something nice to wear, I'm not going."
"The presents. The decorations. All of it. Gone."
"It's not stealing. It's... borrowing, with style."
"This is the worst day ever. The worst. Day. Ever!"
"Max, why is it so bright? The sun is trying to blind me!"
"I don’t like happy people. Or their happy faces. Or their happy songs."
"What if Christmas doesn’t come from a store? What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?"
"Why are you smiling? Stop smiling!"
"I’m looking for a reindeer to help me pull my sleigh. What do you say?"
"Run for your lives! The Grinch is coming!"
"No one should be this happy!"
"I’ve got garlic in my soul. I’ve got onions in my heart."
"I don’t need anyone. I’m enough all by myself."
"I think he’s actually kind of nice under all that fur."
"I’ll be your Santa. Just… a meaner, greener one."
"Today was great! We did mean things, and we did them in style."
"Now, to complete my masterpiece... the most evil invention of all!"
"I’m going to steal their Christmas. What’s Santa have that I don’t?"
"Look, Max! They have a giant invisible vacuum. And it’s sucking up all the joy!"
"My wish? I want my mom to be happy."
"You’ve got to see the good in people, Mr. Grinch."
"This is the Apocalypse of Cheer!"
"And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling: how could it be so?"
"Christmas is about being together."
"What is that? Singing? No. Make it stop."
"I don’t care how much you love Christmas. I’m stealing it anyway."
"I am the Grinch. You know what that means? I'm mean."
"Am I just eating because I’m bored?"
"It was his heart. It grew three sizes that day."
"He hadn’t stopped Christmas from coming. It came!"
"I don’t hate Christmas. I just hate people. They’re the worst."
"Hate, hate, hate. Double hate. Loathe entirely!"
"The Grinch was used to hating Christmas, but maybe, just maybe, he could learn to love it."
