(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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I do not have a temper
Children’s souls. That will be aisle 4
Young Sarah
Itch-it-a-cop-it-a Mel-a-ka-mystica
Winnie, I'm surfing! Cowabunga!
Then we run amuck in Salem!
Black Flame Candle
Yes, Salem, we’re back!
Sarah Sanderson gets slapped by Winnie in Walgreens
Sorrow is such sweet parting. Buh Bye!.
Cobweb the Cat
I delighted in the luring. Twas my only job
Then I took the Lord’s name in vain. Twice.
My passionate partners in unholy mischief!
One way or another, I'm gonna find ya! I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha.
I am a good zombie. I am not even chasing thee.
Lock up your children!
Angelica leaves
You’ve literally held a grudge for centuries
Young Winnie
Winnie hold me- it no longer smells like death.
Billy Butcherson
I am not a fool. I am a good and loyal sister and I expect to be seen as such!
Gilbert
This is a flash mob. I love a flash mob
Thou art different from the other children I’ve eaten
Boo!
Can I have a bite of face please?
The wind is stealing my fingers
Winnie
The Witches, the Witches, the Witches are back!
Winnie, there is a small woman trapped in that box
Lotions, like potions.
Book
Who are they performing for? You!
I am suddenly powerful
I come home and its like the Gothic Golden Girls in my garage
All 3 Sanderson Sisters on brooms
My powers are nothing without my sisters.
Sarah
Young Mary
Besides, Book does not like it
Amuck amuck amuck amuck!
Bats and beetles! Find something, anything, we must fly!
This could be a caramel-covered matzah ball for all I know
I smelll children
Caramel Candy Apple
Young Billy Butcherson
Hey if candles can bring back the dead why can’t potpourri bring back the stairs?