#Tank Museum

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Are You a Sergeant Oddball or Tank Girl Lookalike?

A curiosity of a centenary-inspired cosplay competition from the Tank Museum, in Dorset...

[makymakvrchat]

[szonikuscsavarhuzo]

Panzerjäger Tiger Ausf. B Jagdtiger

Panzerkampwagen - VI - Tiger (ez a Tigris volt a Furyban)

M4A2 (76W) HVSS Sherman -- a Fury

[lagsemantics]

shockwave but its an metaphor for the horrors of war beyond man's comprehension

or alternatively: me at 3AM going into the kitchen in search of shredded cheese (8 found dead, 36 injuried)

based on that one cover by Mark Bright. you know the one.

[thefluffyrailway-official]

ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕠𝕤!!

𝙸 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.

(𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑. 𝙸𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚝��. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛.)

[caterpillarinacave]

Using the computer as a babysitter for Jed and Octavius is all fun and games until they figure out how to use Larry’s credit card

[frogblast-the-ventcore]

I went to the Tank Museum at Bovington, on my study aboard college trip to the UK in 2014. Actual religious experience, I swear.

(photo via Wikipedia)

They must have had the turret off for maintenance when I went (in 2014), because I remember it wasn't on it at the time. Ofc, I could be Mandela Effecting myself.

ID?

Praying Mantis - Experimental British MGC, 1937-1944.

This is a wacky, experimental Machine gun carrier that can raise up, (to get over obstacles I guess?) It was never adopted, and only two were made.

99% confidence

[arttsuka]

Octavius and Jed but merman AU. Maybe they're tiny mermen who live inside an aquarium 😂

How did they end up in there?

[dark0ta]

Various ground vehicles, including: M4 Sherman, M48 Patton, M60 Patton, M110 Howitzer, M2 Bradley, M109 Howitzer, M578 LARV, DUKW-353, and M1 Abrams Taken: 8/13/24

[idontknowreallywhy]

Very veeeeeery remotely linked to Day 2’s prompt (blink and you’ll miss it) but here is a bit of a sequel to Inebriated Fishtank… in which they have not entirely ceased to be under the influence…

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An enthusiastic steel drum version of ‘Under the Sea’ blared out and Scott slammed his hand on to the comm, eyes still screwed shut… if he didn’t open them he wasn’t awake. And it could have been a butt-call…

He’d never prayed so hard for it to be a butt-call.

“Hey heeeeeeeey Scooooty-McNoodle!!!”

Scott pried an eye open to glare in the general direction of heaven…

“Hello Gordon. Which police station?”

“I am OFFENDEDED ancient brosicle! How could you pres… presufimicate such a thing?”

“You don’t need bail? Then why are you calling me? Go to bed you drunken fool.”

“Ah yea about that… “

‘What about it? Just sleep it off.”

“So… funny story! My fuzzy wuzzy beary pops actually did the whole arrangementing of beds thing.”

Wait.

Scott’s brain clicked up a gear from basic muscle memory to something resembling cognition.

“Gordon where is Virgil?!”

“He’s here!”

“Can I speak to him?”

“Um… noooooooooo”

There were several voices worth of giggling, none of which sounded like Virgil.

“Who’s with you? Where is Virgil?”

“Oh how rude of me over here we got…” There was a clatter and his brother’s voice faded out amongst some more distant giggling before Gordon returned, piercingly loudly:

“Stooopid floor. Anyways here we got Florrie, Alice and Alexi, say hi to Scooter ladies, he’s my biggest olderist bro and he’s even sexier than me and old dribbles here.”

A chorus of “Hi Scooter”

“Gordon! What’s wrong with Virgil?”

“You gotta say hi!”

“Gordon!!”

“You’re being rude! Say hi to the ladies!”

“Hi ladies” Scott muttered.

“NICELY!”

Scott knew an immovable squid wall when he heard it. Fine. He turned up the charm, and the volume, to max.

“Hello ladies!”

“Owie! Geez bro.”

“Virgil, Gordon?!”

“Yeah he’s pretty handsome. Look… see? He was on front’ve Vogue that one time. Still single too! Sure I can give you his number…”

“GORDON!!”

“Heeeeeeeeey bro. Love you bro. Love all the bros. Specially the grumpy turtle one.”

Scott tried another tack

“I love you too squid, but what happened to the grumpy turtle one?”

“Hezzzz a snooooozy liddle turtle.”

“So he’s in bed?”

“Nooo I toldja he’s here. Say hi Virgie.”

Silence.

“Awww he droolin’”

Scott was beginning to join the dots here.

“Gordon, please tell me Virgil wasn’t trying to match you?”

“I can one hunderb percival tell you that.”

“Would it be true?”

A pause and a definite snort in the background.

“Noooooooooooooooo”

Oh no.

If he’d consumed enough to make Gordon tipsy, there was no way Gordon and three women were going to be able to move the bear. He thought Virgil knew better.

Scott got up and put his trousers on. He could get to Brisbane in a few minutes in One…

There was more giggling and a deep bellowing laugh followed by a grunt.

“Omigosh I’m sorry I can help… gimme his arm… oopsy tha’s ‘is leg.”

More rustling noises.

“Oh I am sooooo bad manners! Scotty you gonna say hola to Juan too, he’s helping.”

“Hola Juan. Gordon, where are you? Do I need to come get you?”

“Naaaaw we goddim Scooteywoo”

“Then why are you calling Squid?”

“Need the bed place.”

“I don’t know where he booked Gords! Stay put I’ll come and get you.”

“Nawwwww I wanna take him to the art tom… tom… tomorning. Art ‘n waffles…. I pinky promised the Virg!”

Scott rested his head against the wall and counted to ten.

“What do you need Gordon?”

“T’get in his phone! I dunno his pass-thing! Need to find the resersermmmnn”

Scott did know it There were a million and one reasons why Gordon did not.

But he could either spill the beans now and take the consequences later, or head out to find them just in time for one or both of them to be sick on his shoes. Or in One. He shivered. No option really.

“Gordon you have to promise not to do anything bad with Virgil’s phone.”

“Yeah yeah I’m a good fishy”

“Gordon, pinky promise me.”

There was a tut and Scott could almost hear the eyeroll.

“I can’t reach your pinky to promise!”

“Fine. Pinky promise Juan then.”

Gordon did a stage whisper

“He doesn’ know a huge lodda English Scoobydoo.”

“Ok err” Scott racked his brains “could you put um, Alex was it? On the phone?”

Gordon huffed.

Rustling.

“Well hello there, handsome, this is Alexi.”

Pushing down the desire to bring about Gordon’s imminent demise, Scott had a sudden brainwave and put the charming voice on again. Yes, giving a total stranger access to his brother’s phone was a risk but less of one than allowing Gordon unfettered access without the security of a pinky promise - generally accepted to be the only law he considered himself bound by.

“Alexi listen carefully, I’m going to give you the passcode. Could you use it to find the reservation then lock the phone again please?”

“Sure, honey.” The reply was breathy. Intimidatingly breathy.

“Ok, you ready?”

“I’m all yours”

Shudder.

“Exclamation mark, eight, one, zero, zero, capital D, lower case Y, exclamation mark; capital F, one, five, lower case H, exclamation mark.”

“Ok honey that worked, I’m in. I’ll get your brothers to their hotel. I’ll leave my number on your brother’s phone just in case you need it later, ok?” She was essentially purring now.

“Oh that won’t be…” Scott paused. He needed all the allies he could get here.

He cleared his throat “That would be lovely, thank you for your help Alexi.”

There was a shriek and more unmistakable giggling as Scott hung up with a wry smile before collapsing back on to his bed and closing his eyes. Good luck Juan and co.

Aa he drifted off he considered how it was a shame Virgil would have to change that one tomorrow.

It was so apt.

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[newtonsheffield]

Because my Dad is a Dad he’s a WWII buff and today I took him on a WWII Halftrack tank.

They really just let you ride around assuming the machine gun position saying excellent things like “Ready the guns gents” as it goes over muddy hills 😂😂

So this is why I haven’t been writing this weekend.

[downthetubes]

British and Irish Current Comic-Related Exhibitions

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T34 120mm Heavy Tank prototype (with the bore evacuator) and T30 155mm Heavy Tank prototype at the US Army Armor and Cavalry Museum in Fort Moore, Georgia. Also visible is a M18 Hellcat.

[allieisacrybaby]

Aquarium date with Sammy

this is specially for @ascendingtostardust I hope you love it! <3 think of it as a late birthday gift ;)

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