Grinch Sayings in 2025

Well done, Max! Serves them right, those yuletide-loving…sickly-sweet, nog-sucking cheer mongers! I really don’t like ’em. Mm-mm. No, I don’t.

Maybe Christmas (he thought) doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas perhaps means a little bit more.

HELP ME…I’m FEELING.

You’re a rotter, Mr. Grinch / You’re the king of sinful sots / Your heart’s a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots / Mr. Gri-inch! / You’re a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!

Kids today. So desensitized by movies and television.

Now you listen to me, young lady! Even if we’re horribly mangled, there’ll be no sad faces on Christmas.

Oh. Bleeding hearts of the world UNITE.

What a great Grinchy trick. With this coat and this hat, I’ll look just like Saint Nick!

No matter how different a Who may appear, he will always be welcomed with holiday cheer.

Those Whos are hard to frazzle, Max. But, we did our worst, and that’s all that matters.

What is that stench? It’s fantastic.

You can’t hurt Christmas, Mr. Mayor because it isn’t about the gifts or the contests or the fancy lights.

Christmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand.

Am I just eating because I’m bored?

It’s because I’m green isn’t it?

One man’s toxic sludge is another man’s potpourri

BRILLIANT. You reject your own nose because it represents the glitter of commercialism. Why didn’t I think of that? Cut, print, moving on.

What is that stench? It’s fantastic.