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