Wes Dixon is an $8 an hour looser. He is posted on adultfriendfinder as a man seeking men. He is 31 years old, fat and rotten teeth. Claims to be a firefighter. Has posted pics on his myspace account of fires - taken from his car, as you can see the side door mirrors in the photos. He chases the bells and whistles and only dreams of being a firefighter.
Crystal Wallace is a homely looking mullet-headed can of lard with a witch's chin - complete with the mole. She left her husband, Darren Wallace, to be with the disillusioned and disquisting Wes. However, Crystal couldn't leave Darren alone. She went to his job many times begging him to take her back - she called him more than 40 times on some days. She also kept asking Darren to make her Jeep payment then let Wes drive the Jeep.
On September 24, 2006 Darren was looking better than ever. His spirits were good, he made plans to go racing the next weekend with a neighbor. Darren had started dating again and getting on with his life. He was happy and taking good care of himself. Darren was a nice man, loved by all that knew him. He deserved better than Crystal, and he was finally getting with women that are better than Crystal. He was a hard worker, honest and dependable. Darren was a son, brother, uncle, friend and neighbor. He died of a bullet to the head just 45 minutes after visiting with a good friend.
Wes and Crystal, God will deal with you on this matter.