(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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Keep the change, ya filthy animal.
Mom? This box is meowing.
You’re what the French call, ‘les incompétents'
Guys, I’m eating junk and watching rubbish! You better come out and stop me
I suppose it all started with the snow. You see, it was a very special kind of snow. A snow that made the happy happier, and the giddy even giddier.
Buzz, your girlfriend. WOOF!
Why do we have to go to Florida? There's no Christmas trees in Florida
We're your worst nightmare. Elves with attitude.
KEVIN?!!
Where are you gonna get more sweaters after the circus pulls out of town?
Oh, Fudge
Down the chimney? You want me to take the toys down the chimney into a strange house, IN MY UNDERWEAR?
4:00, wallow in self-pity
His heart was 2 sizes too small
Yippee-ki-yay.
Yes! Yes I do! I like Christmas! I love Christmas!
I think we're gettin'
scammed by a Kindergartener
Just a fly in the ointment, Hans. The monkey in the wrench.
"What'd it feel like, Dad?"
"It felt like America's Most Wanted.
Oh, Christmas isn’t just a day, it’s a frame of mind.
Are we on a coffee break?
- We don't drink coffee. - Then I guess the break is over!
There's a certain magic that comes from the first snow
I never thought it was such a bad little tree. It’s not bad at all, really. Maybe it just needs a little love.
Well, isn't that a pretty picture, Santa rolling down the block in a PANZER!
This is my house. I have to defend it.
Son of a nutcracker!
And why is the carpet all wet, Todddddd?
Seeing is believing, but sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can’t see.
Will you please tell Santa that instead of presents this year, I just want my family back.
I want my house to be seen from space!
Put the cookie down! NOW!.
The Yule Ball is of course a chance for us all to — er — let our hair down.
Isn't it wonderful? I'm going to jail!
Harry? You wearin' aftershave?
Merry Christmas you filthy animal.
Why, To the North Pole, of course! This Is the Polar Express
You guys give up? Or are you thirsty for more?
When I wake up, I'm getting a CAT scan!
The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear.
God Bless us every one!
All the great ones leave their mark. We’re the wet bandits!
You smell like beef and cheese
Now I have a machine gun. Ho Ho Ho
He looks like a deranged Easter Bunny.
Faith is believing in things when common sense tells you not to.
The four main food groups: candy, candy canes, candy corn and syrup.
You'll shoot your eye out kid!
Nobody's walking out on this fun, old fashioned family Christmas.
Merry Christmas, little fella. We know that you’re in there, and that you’re all alone.
Triple Dog Dare Ya
It's a nice night for a neck injury
What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store
God bless us, every one.
You'll Shoot Your Eye Out
The bell still rings for all who truly believe.
Santa!!!!!
Santa, here?! I know him! I know him!!
Just remember the true spirit of Christmas lies in your heart.
Seeing isn't believing. Believing is seeing.
Look what you did, you little jerk!
I will honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all the year.
You can mess with a lot of things, but you can't mess with kids on Christmas.
What if Christmas he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas... perhaps...means a little bit more.
Max, help me, I'm feeling!
Every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings.
That's twice this month you've slipped deadly nightshade into my tea and run off.
Isn't there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about?
There's Nobody
Dumb Enough To Knock Off A Toy Store On Christmas Eve.
Blast this Christmas
music. It’s joyful and triumphant.
I don't know what to say, but it's Christmas, and we're all in misery.
Can I refill your eggnog for you? Get you something to eat? Drive you out to the middle of nowhere and leave you for dead?
Fraa-jeel-aay! It must be Italian!
You're skipping Christmas! Isn't that against the law?