I can never decide which of my favourite tank pics to masterbate over as I watch,then I go to work and tell everyone that I could have joined the S.A.S.,was personally asked actually,but those damn fallen arches stopped me being a modern day killing machine.But I console myself by being an extreme mountain biker and I ravenously by my carbon bike and my garmin and the newest seatpost/chainset/wheels money can buy,but then they just sit in the garage,unmoving,limp like my dick until I get to see the panzer 111 and I feel like a modern cutting edge important man again,out of way i must make progress.