The year? 1776. The month? July. The day? 4th. The state? Pennsylvania. The city? Philadelphia. The place? Independence Hall. The time? For you to get a watch. The feeling? That tonight's gonna be a good night; that tonight's gonna be a good night; that tonight's gonna be a good, good night. The flavor? Latin/Carribean-inspired with a modern gastropub twist. The fear? Clusters of small, evenly spaced holes. The hope? That you choke; that you choke. The thing? Great movie, holds up. The Wordle Friends? Handsome, clever, and punctual.
After one of them faces a near-death experience, the Wordle Friends continue to plug away in their typical mode, untransformed and having learned nothing.
At the terminus of season one's penultimate episode, the Wordle Friends are like a of pair martinis served both ways: one shaken; one stirred.
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...