(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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The fumes and the fire danced and sparked into life.
The car was like a black beetle, armored and shiny.
The door gasped, and started to shut.
The rain was a soft blanket
on his shoulders.
The path of kerosene lay like a track of some evil snake.
Her face was a tomb as she watched and watched and watched.
The bomber planes were whistling like an immense, invisible fan.
The fire coughed then ignited.
The pages were delicate, like the petals of a flower.
Each page was a black butterfly.
The train hissed like a snake
I've told you a hundred times, the parlor walls are my family.
She was beginning to shriek now, like a wax doll melting in its own heat.
She stepped on the gas like some wild, mindless beast.
He kicked the bottle, like kicking a buried mine.
The parlor was a dead beast.
It took forever to open the door, and even longer to stash the book under his pillow.
"It will take ages to sort through all of these!"
Mildred's eyes were wide open and pale, like two pale, empty moons.
The parlor was as gray as the waters of an ocean.
The fire cackled as it consumed the house.
Her face was an empty, blank space.
The doorbell shrieked, "Mrs. Montag! Someone is here."
