You’re waiting in line at the post office and I start talking to you about something that doesn’t really interest you at all. I don’t respond to any real question of yours; I just start talking to you. But you can’t get a question in edgewise.
You see, I know everything about everything; your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to get a question in edgewise, and make me admit I don’t know about something.
Everything must be in quotation marks, because it’s just a stupid conversation that you have to put up with at the post office while you endlessly wait.
So, I start: “You know, Morning Glories are going to ruin gardens within ten years I predict. Do you think it will be sooner or later?”
“You know, if you tie a string of rattlesnake rattles around your ankle you won’t die from a rattlesnake bite. Or maybe it wards off cramps while swimming, I can’t remember. Or maybe both, I know I’ve never heard of a rattlesnake getting a cramp and drowning. Do you think if rattlesnakes had hands they might accidentally poison themselves chewing on their nails?”
“I really don’t understand your Earthling culture. I am seeking assistance locating and repairing my interplanetary transportation device. I must mail this letter to your President to request departure clearance.”