Arrr, this blasted Wordle be a scurvy dog! 'Tis the worst I’ve seen, and I'll wager ye loathe it too!
2025-02-09
Arrr, matey! Can a scallywag fear a cursed Wordle, ye ask? Aye, I do! Today's puzzle be like a kraken in me brain, twistin’ and turnin’ me thoughts. I be ready to hoist the Jolly Roger in protest! Avast, I say!
Ahoy mateys! Gather 'round as I regale ye with me daily bout with the treacherous game of Wordle! Aye, I be smitten with this puzzle, playin' it daily like a true buccaneer, penning me reports of the answers. But lo and behold, today’s challenge be a right scallywag! I HATE it, and I shout that loud enough for the seven seas to hear!Fear not, me streak remains unbroken at a mythical 1,134! Though the glitchy seas of the NYT's Games App almost sunk me ship, I swear I’ve never lost – or so I tell meself! But this day's puzzler be like a phantom ship, haunting me with its OO format, me personal black spot! Aye, the scurvy average of 4.9 proves I ain't alone in me misery.
The word be 'GOODY' – a foul term that makes me heart sink like a lead cannonball! What barbarian uses 'GOODY'? I reckon only wee scallywags! I cursed and muttered, scoring a shameful five, while tallyin’ me OO words, I found they plague me more than a kraken on a calm day. So, if ye join me in loathin’ these OO devils, raise yer tankards and let’s bemoan them together! Arrr, may the winds be kinder on our next Wordle voyage!