Nobody's Good at Everything

The fox glanced at the obvious peekage of his friend's red pull-ups, the bumper of the familiar racecar character showing over the waistband of timothy's low-riding orange shorts.

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Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement (Part 2)

C...could i maybe try the restraints in the... uh, racecar bed... t... tonight?" miss fifi sat quietly on the racecar bed, staring at the melody.

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Battle of the Brothers

The racecar bed and disney decorations had always seemed terribly cubby to connor. he conveniently forgot just how much of it was hand-me-downs from him. "what are we doing here? this is caiden's room!"

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A Mother's Love

Her eyes glanced over to the racecar pajamas he had picked out for the night and she shook her head. there was no way. a wicked thought came to mind. if she bought him thicker diapers, his pants might not fit over them.

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Big Brothers to Little Sisters

As timothy struggled on the rigging, his shorts slipped down and fully revealed the seat of his red racecar training pants. he was too frightened to let go of the rigging to try and pull them up.

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Reward

Idiot thought the mouse turned on the computer like a racecar. "your complimentary cup holder broke." mistaken identity for the disk drive. "let me speak to your manager you douche bag!" every single angry all caller, all day.

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Down Time (A2,B3,C2)

"you used to build racecars with your dad. i remember you telling me that. whatever made you decide to become a forensic geek and a medical examiner for the police?" "originally i wasn't going to do either. racecars were my dad's thing.

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My Fist Penis

He wore a sweatshirt with a racecar on it and a pair of jeans. "hey ya davey!" he shouted as he ran straight for me. i yelled hi back as we collided.

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Risqué on the Ripper (preview)

"I better not see you awake when I get back," the old owl mumbled as he walked out of the garage door and towards an elevator to ground level. "you need your sleep for tomorrow's race." "Yeah, yeah, I will, Mom," Tag rolled his eyes as he followed him...

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Chapter 1 - Should've Read The Contract

Gotta test the waters and make sure no racecars drive by and hit us." laura says to a fleeing alex, who started his street-crossing run as soon as the first syllable of laura's 'fine' left her mouth.

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The Birthday Toy

On the tv when his ears flicked, he bounded to the front of his room, which the door looked differnt--it was thick..metal... his racecar plaque with his name wasn't there anymore. instead there rested a thick, black plaque that said 'playroom'.

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