In the W-L-R

I can’t recall the specifics here, but I think it might have been like this:

Graydon: “Gabe, Gabe!  I think some old dried up leaves blew into my mouth!”

Gabe: “That’s how it rolls in the WLR, check it, yo.”

bonus: Gabe’s shoes are on the wrong feet.  For something that should be about a 50-50 shot, Gabe has his shoes on the wrong feet more than 70% of the time.  Hoping time sees some regression toward the mean.