bennyonesix wrote:God Damn but she looks like an all time unhappy bitch on wheels. Needs to eat a sandwich.
louburr wrote:
It's that pre-contest hangry. Note the cartoon pizza on her phone case. The minute after the last award is handed out that weekend she's going to be backstage in the warmup room inhaling a Costco-sized bag of M&Ms.
I know the type.
Pre-contest her instagram is full of abz-selfies and salads. Post-contest it's full of Fatburger and king-sized Bellinis.
Fatburger! Only thing about Fatburger is do not go to the drive-thru after midnight because some ass will pass out in front of you and then you got to call the cops and get the drunk and high idiots behind you to back out...
This is a Centurion. There were many like it, but some were sold to Australia - and in Australia, it would seem they wanted to know just how good their British tanks were. So, in 1953, in the deserts of South Australia, a Centurion Mk 3 was battened down as it would be in combat. The parking spot was 500 yards from another British import - a nine kiloton atomic bomb, which they set off. The tank rolled back 5 feet.
The side plates that covered the treads, visible in the photograph above, were blown off, but these were frequently removed by crews anyway as they trapped mud. The canvas coverings around the gun mantlet burnt away and the aerials vanished. The hatches were also torn open and the engine stopped, after it ran out of gas. After three days it was fired up and driven back out of the desert, most of the radiation having gone straight up and drifted away in the wind. In 1968, with the 1st Armoured Regiment, Centurion 169041 went to Vietnam, unsurprisingly returned home.