Wordle Wednesday #4

Oof. Some of these this week...

 3.5.25 - Maybe the thrum of the scrum was just a grimy rumor.

(Grimy rumors are the worst. Heh.)

3.6.25 - The worst trick you can play is to not alert someone the quart of milk has gone bad.

(Okay, this one works for me. Just the idea of that being the worst trick is amusing the more I think about it.)

3.7.25 - The troop stood watch without feeling any guilt.

(It's....what troops do?)

3.8.25 - Chase your dreams, don’t pearl clutch or navel gaze.

(Good advice, me.)

3.9.25 - The creep was full of greed at age three.

(Dang. At age three!?!)

3.10.25 - The poltergeist continued to haunt the motel due to a tepid feeling of piety, but mostly out of spite.

(Sounds about right. Ghosts are a stubborn, angry lot.)

3.11.25 - The ghost hunters did trawl through the tract of land that Trump owned, only to pick up a tinge of nausea, which totally does track.

(Speaking of ghosts... So, in this scenario, ghost hunters go to Mar-a-Lago, but find nothing paranormal, just a lot of tackiness, which offends their sensibilities.)