Heard joke once: Two men go to doctor. Say they are depressed. Say life seems harsh and cruel. Say they feel all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says, 'Treatment is simple. The great Wordle Friends are in town tonight. Go and see them. That should pick you up.' The men burst into tears. They say, 'But doctor…we ARE the Wordle Friends.'
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The Wordle Friends kill the whole bag.