Funniest Tank Names Novels & Stories

Craig tilted his head and added, “Zac, I really didn’t think your mom would be that fragile. Can’t she take a simple prank? “Also, your mom is such a poser. She doesn’t know anything about diving, but she still wants to do it anyway. It’s like she was asking for trouble.” Rage surged within me when I heard that. It did not matter whether Adeline was posing or not. There was no justification for harming her. Even I, who did not know much about diving, knew that turning off someone’s scuba tank underwater was extremely dangerous. How could he say it like it was just a harmless prank? “A prank? Do you realize that this falls under attempted murder?” Just as I was about to confront him, Ruth sho

Tank promises, now that's something to look forward to. He kisses me again while stepping inside the shower. Turns on the water and we wash each other up, his body is magnificent. How did all of this fit inside of little Zavier? "I'm sorry I called you little earlier, Tank. That's completely the wrong word to describe you." He smirks, "And what word is correct, Mate?" I put my finger on my chin pretending to be deep in thought, "Hmm Masculine, perfect, considerate, godlike, massive, I can go on and on Tank."

They make Merigold and me look like Smurfs next to redwood trees. Merigold waves me over to the grill where she just took a baby from one of these redwood guys. “ Speed, meet another one of my brother’s Tank,” Merigold says. She bounces the baby and says “ This guy is Sebastian, Bastian for short. He normally belongs to Tank when Tank doesn’t have him so close to the grill. Tank, meet a good friend of mine Speed.” Since the guy is grilling I just nod and smile. “ It is nice to meet you, Mr. Tank.” He shakes his head “ It is just Tank. It is nice to meet you..” He turns to Merigold “ I didn’t have him too close to the grill. I’m not stupid. Trust me I don’t need Lilly pissed at me or Bastian

"Just between us guys, she told me the other day that she'd love to have another baby. I told her I'd be happy to baby sit, thinking she was kidding. But I don't think she was. I know after I was born, she was disappointed when my dad told her that one was enough and he didn't want any more kids. So, I knew she'd always wished that she'd had at least one or two more." "Yeah, I like coming from a big family. I've always got someone to hang with. And we're all pretty close," Tank said looking around at us. I think his real name was Ted, but ever since I'd known him, everyone called him Tank. No surprise, since he was such a big, tall muscular guy, built just like an army tank. Which was why he

The Torture Club was known for its love of torturing people in tight black clothes that looked like perverts. The announcer called out to each competitor. The opponent from the torture club was called Momo? "Momo? Did the announcer say he called himself Momo? What's that ridiculous name? Is that really a name?" Why did this person not choose a normal name? This was said by one of the attendees from Al-Jahir

He thought the sun rose and set on his brother, so he got away with shit that nobody else could. “Wolf? Scars?” Tank was stunned. “What –” “Hey, Tank,” Wolf drawled. “Lookin’ puny, man. You been skippin’ work-outs at the gym?” “Fermer-la-bouche, Connor,” Tank growled good-naturedly, staring down at the other man from him immense height. “Or I’ll show you just how puny I am.” “Uh-huh.” Wolf’s gray eyes met King’s. “Sorry about your people, Kingston.”

Nickolai should know better than to assume they aren’t, but since he has only met a few who are his father’s friends, he hasn’t been graced with the alpha pride and needs to have the upper hand. “Calm down. He will come when he comes. This is no different from a stroll in the park,” I joke. He tosses me a goofy grin. “The company is much less attractive,” He shoots at me. I feign offense and throw my hand over my chest like he has wounded me. “That’s just not true,” I say wistfully. “I dare say it is,” Tank grumbles from his post and I grin at him. “Unless you want him kissing you as well?” He tilts his head.

Leo said sitting back down on the end of the bed. He even crossed his heart, zipped his lips and threw away the pretend key. She rolled her eyes and smirked at him. Then she turned back to the computer and grew serious. “Tank has killed several people. Bare handed. Snapped a guy’s neck in the bar.” “Seriously?” “Yup. Watched it myself.” She said watching the spinning circle on the screen. “And doesn’t regret it.” “Why?” “The guy was an ass. Beat on his old lady, and not the way they do. Tank was fully patched and had just moved Athos in.”

I wanted to feel sorry for him but knowing Tank, he wouldn't appreciate it. "You're a stubborn much, Grant, very stubborn." I called him that name just to see his reaction. "Don't call me Grant." He gritted. "And what if I do, what would you do? What can you possibly do? That's who you are, you can't stop anyone from seeing you as who you truly are. You are still the Grant I know , Tank Foster is a completely different person and you should stop trying to be like him. It's a highly psychotic behavior."

Its instincts were telling it that there was trouble for it brewing behind that smile. As if he could read the minotaur's mind, the smile on Kirou's face grew even wider before he took a few moments to get out a chuckle before speaking, "As of now, you will be addressed as Tank." Immediately following those words, in the name section of the shield minotaur's stat screen, its name was updated to 'Tank.'