The Wordle Friends converge yet again to tangle together the threads of luck and skill, until a single victor remains, panting and misted with blood atop the sacraficial pyramid, wondering if he owes his victory (and his life) to his own two hands or those countless ones of the gods. Also, Sonic the Hedgehog is briefly discussed.
An intervention is staged for one Wordle Friend's pending ruinous addiction to hard drugs.
The Wordle Friends exercise their right to postpone freestyle rapping for a week, but for the rest of their obligations there can be no...
The Wordle Friends road saga continues with a few chaotic twists and turns.