One Wordle Friend approaches the arena marred by illness, the other by a lack of confidence, and both must throw these chains to face a true final boss word for the April season.
Competition between the Wordle Friends heats up, as do the taffy pullers, nougat whippers, and chocolate dollopers of America in preparation for sweet-toothed trick-or-treaters...
You won't break my soulyou won't break my soulyou won't break my soul I'm tellin everybody Everybody
In which one Wordle Friend discovers the deed to a salt mine.