(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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Bats and beetles! Find something, anything, we must fly!
Itch-it-a-cop-it-a Mel-a-ka-mystica
I come home and its like the Gothic Golden Girls in my garage
The Witches, the Witches, the Witches are back!
When it comes time for me to fricassee ya.
Winnie
Yes, Salem, we’re back!
Children’s souls. That will be aisle 4
All 3 Sanderson Sisters on brooms
Winnie, there is a small woman trapped in that box
Young Sarah
Lotions, like potions.
The wind is stealing my fingers
Young Mary
Retinol. What a charming name for a child
You’ve literally held a grudge for centuries
My passionate partners in unholy mischief!
I am not a fool. I am a good and loyal sister and I expect to be seen as such!
This could be a caramel-covered matzah ball for all I know
Winnie, I'm surfing! Cowabunga!
Lock up your children!
Sorrow is such sweet parting. Buh Bye!.
I delighted in the luring. Twas my only job
Besides, Book does not like it
Young Billy Butcherson
Winnie, my broomies are misbehaving!
Book
Corn, I smell corn.
Cobweb the Cat
Black Flame Candle
Young Winnie
One way or another, I'm gonna find ya! I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha.
Gilbert
Then we run amuck in Salem!
Then I took the Lord’s name in vain. Twice.
I am a good zombie. I am not even chasing thee.
Boo!
My powers are nothing without my sisters.
Caramel Candy Apple
Sarah Sanderson gets slapped by Winnie in Walgreens
And how lucky art thou to have each other
Hey if candles can bring back the dead why can’t potpourri bring back the stairs?
I am suddenly powerful
Who are they performing for? You!
Amuck amuck amuck amuck!
I smelll children
Angelica leaves
Billy Butcherson
Thou art different from the other children I’ve eaten