My new car

I'm going for a drive in my cool new roadster! Shades are required.Ok, Dad, get out! You are dead weight! Your lard butt is detrimental to my 0-60 time.
Unfortunately, Dad didn't let me take a spin in the roadster. I don't think he liked it when I tried to kick him out. I had to settle for being pulled around in my wagon. Not nearly as exhilarating. Bah.
When the grandparents came over, I put on my granddad's shoes. Or, more correctly, shoe.
It was hard to walk with granddad's shoe on. I think I need to study how shoes work some more.