Tell me, I beseech you, what are the Wordle Friends if not two symbiotic organisms adapted to support, feed, aid, protect, and thrive with one another?
In which the Wordle Friends carelessly promenade, gambol, and softshoe on the teetering precipice of their own cancellations.
If chicken soup be the first line of defense against illness and laughter the second, then surely sending your thoughtful emails and YouTube comments...
Like an amateur thespian being arrested in a high school play, the Wordle Friends gently struggle with the puzzle.