With only 5 games remaining in the month, the race between the Wordle Friends narrows not unlike the osseus hand of the reaper tightens around all of humanity as each month slips away like a grain of sand down the hyberboloid of unidirectional time.
"The Lord will pass to smite the Egyptians, and He will see the blood on the lintel and on the two doorposts, and the...
The Wordle Friends are snuggled up in the cozy autumn vibes of today's puzzle, and it's all thanks to the outstanding curation of beloved...
Today the Wordle Friends set aside the green, yellow, and gray letters to instead salute the red and white Union Jack and to mourn...