Judging by that picture, all of his shit got pretty toasty, not just his pockets.

How am I supposed to know whether I like your comment or hate it if you don’t even have a picture of yourself on here?

I realize this is advice from an old person, but: go do something you like doing, find people there doing the same thing, and fuck those people. That way you know you have something in common other than just wanting to fuck someone.

All this basically boils down to “see them, don’t let them see you.” Also, it’s all pretty much covered in the first 6 weeks of BCT, if one were to go through such a thing. Now, if one were an instagram warrior playing war against bambi and making a career off of falling off of organ-donor-mobiles and posting the…

Wes, is this the right way to handle a gun? In a motel? With 6 inches of paper/drywall between you and the family sleeping in the next room???

Cool story and all, but are you sure when this took place? Like recently? Withing the last five years? This century? Or is this another example of someone you know going “hey, guess what I heard” and then you writing a story without even paying attention to the crap you plagiarize?

Hey Wes, how about pointing it just to the side of them?

What’s your reaction to these two pics I pulled off of “safe shooter” Wes’ instagram?

Will you do one on yourself? I pulled these pics off of your instagram.

Hey buddy, o’pal. I pulled these pics off of your instagram.