The simple couple in the station wagon took the exit to the big city this morning. I don't know where they're going.

The couple in the red Nissan drove by. The wife is small in the belly again. They both look sad. I don't know why. One of the child seats has a baby in it. The other is empty. Why did they buy two baby seats if they only had one baby?

The station wagon couple passed by the other way. They don't look happy. I don't know why. I don't think you would know why, either. They had some kind of bill.

The father and son passed me again. The son looked really nervous.

I saw something funny. It was a little tiny car filled with men with odd colored hair and makeup all over their faces. There's at least ten of them. Their clothes have polka-dots and they have red noses.

The father and son drove by again, but this time they were in separate cars. The sun drove by with a car that had a big bow on top. The father was right behind him. He looked proud.

Tonight, the swerving man drove by again. I don't know why he's so uncoordinated.