The Wordle Friends struggle to focus on the puzzle, distracted as they are by the sensual, curvacious, seductive presence of Joan of Arc.
The Wordle Friends daydream about your death.
After improbability rears its abominable head, the Wordle Friends are beseiged by chaos.
In the Cotton State, if the heat don't getcha the rattlers will. But not when you're swamp trash like the Wordle Friends. Why they...