when nothing makes sense

When nothing makes sense Let's go to Doctor Lunda, she said  I found a place near the bus terminal that had no buses A policeman came and said we could not park there and rules are rules, but he offered to drive to Dr. Lunde in my car, on the way, he got the gears wrong, and we ended up in a shallow lake I called a truck, and the policeman said that the owner of the car I was responsible; rules are rules; the truck pulled out Dr. Lunde turned out to be a chiropractor, the policeman said I had to pay because I was the owner of the car where he got a bad back Later, we drove to a furniture dealer and had a cheap  Swedish furniture we had to put together ourselves but the glue was free of charge I am not a handyman A lady came into the shop and said I had to clean my car since everyone around here is posh When I had cleaned the car, we walked to a café that sold Swedish meatballs with mashed potato  but on that day, they had no mash left; meatballs and mash go together, the woman would not let us buy anything, the policeman said rules are rules