(Arthur Dent searches through the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)

"Entry: The Fundamentals of Nonsense"
"Hard slosh moan feeble air wrong. Park cold mark run curiosity flotation crayon spray."

Arthur Dent tries to understand the meaning as the babble fish translates incoherent sentences into Arthur's brain.

Ford looks over to see what Arthur is looking at. "Oh, don't bother trying to understand that, you are not intelligent enough to know that stuff."

Well, could you tell me what it means?

"No better than the words you're reading, it can't be any simpler, then again, it can't be any more complicated either, it's the fundamentals of nonsense, all nonsense is based off of that sentence, but all other sentences are the basis for that sentence but only on certain days."

"What? I'm confused."

"You would be, here let me explain why: Unfortunately for you, human brains are unable to understand things that don't make any sense. It is a widely known fact that nonsense curriculum is the most highly regarded and necessary form of education in the galaxy. Without nonsense, logic is just, well… logic. Maybe you need me to give you an analogy; it's like trying to build a Ultra-space Interfusion Engine without knowing how to summon the hyper-dimensional Garble gnomes. Understand?"

"No."

"Precisely"