1. Howard thinks he remembers watching Lenny Dykstra play for the Mets when he was a "child"....of 32 or so...lmfao. 2. While listening to and discussing ZZ Top songs, Robin blurts out "Oh, legs!" and Grandpa Stern, half-deaf old fogey that he already is (and whatever he can still hear probably drowned out by his own constant on-air lip smacking and sniffling) thinks she said "Meg" and starts to go into his long boring, fucking broken record, done it 5000 times already spiel about Meg Griffin who only played obscure music and wouldn't give him the time of day because he didn't know her obscure music, and he wanted her so bad and blah-blah-blah, yadda-yadda-yadda, ect., ect., ect........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz........ Thankfully, Robin shouted "Play Legs" and it snapped him out of his old fuck fog and we were spared that goddamn hooey again...until the next time. Shit like this is why I still listen to a guy I mostly despise now, and you just can't script these kinds of lulz. "Have I ever told you about the time I worked with Meg Griffin...."