INT. THE LIVING ROOM.[Jerry is sitting on the couch watching the Mets game. George is beside him, eating the interior of a watermelon with a fork. Kramer opens the door and enters.]KRAMER: Fellas, you'll never believe what they'll podcast these days.JERRY: No?KRAMER: No, absolutely not. I've heard them all. GEORGE: Mixed bag more oft than not, but you can't beat that production.JERRY: Sure can't. What did you listen to on the way here, Kramer?KRAMER: Mission: Rejected.JERRY: Well it was more of a request, really.GEORGE: No, I think he means the podcast. I'm quite the fan myself. Some very relatable characters.KRAMER: You are a total Gloria, huh?[GEORGE appears unamused, then shrugs in acceptance.]JERRY: Well what else is good about it?KRAMER: Funny.JERRY: I'll be the judge of that.GEORGE: No Jerry, Kramer's right. I was listening just last week while at calisthenics with the girls, and I almost tripped over my feet from laughing!JERRY: Ah, Occam's Razor is dull, I see.KRAMER: Don't be so sure. He's right– it's funny, I like the guys, and the plots are creative. More exciting than my Sunday plans.GEORGE: And what would those be?[KRAMER removes a large tranquilizer gun from the kitchen cabinet and loads it.]KRAMER: You guys ever heard of a schmuck called Joe Rogan?