"Hah! I have 29!"
"Oh yeah? Well, I have 19, see?"
"That's impossible and you know it."
"But I have it! See?"
"...dear lord! You really do have 19! Wait, what game are we playing?"
"You don't know?! Whack-a-mole, obviously! Pay attention!"
"Say, isn't that Marvin?"
"Yes, I am Marvin, the star-nosed mole, and I want to buy a brown car."
"Sorry, duddes, but the game's called whack-a-mole, so..."
*bonk*
"Ouch."
"Don't whack this mole, or you're under arrest."
But Marvin got whacked again. So the police showed up and arrested
everyone in sight.