Wall Posts, Literally

So, kind of a long story.  Yesterday I ran into some car troubles in the morning.  On the way to work I received a death threat from my car's dashboard to stop the car, turn off the engine, without any prior warning.  Never received this before, so I oblige.  I drive a Volkswagon P.O.S., and like the car loaned to Arnold by the priest in the movie Eraser, it burns almost as much oil as it does gas.

ANYWAY, I finally got my car to the mechanic, and was getting to the train station to get to work (finally).  Lo and behold an image catches my eye while passing through the tunnel to catch my train.  At first I am a little worried.  I know this person.  Is this a fucking "Missing Person"?  Double-U, Tee Eff, brah.  I went to school with this chick.  It's fucking Kerrissa "Tree".

Get the fuck out of here.  Kerrissa is now a fucking body builder?  I went to "Fuck-a-hoe" with this broad, and now she's a (Reserved) BEACHBODY trainer.  Weird.

Let me just say, before I begin, that I like Kerrissa very much.  We haven't kept in touch over the years, but she was a very nice person in high school, and a very good friend.  Most people who have stupid names bother me, but with Kerrissa I got over that.  I also knew her mother, who, despite being stupid enough to name her daughter "Kerrissa", was delightful as well.  Now to begin, Kerrissa wasn't the slimmest of people back in the day, and I commend her on a job well done that she is in a position to be giving people fitness advice.  Excellent.  Truly superb.  The asshole in me is coming out just a bit in the sense that the "Before" shot is of her from above the waist, and the "After" shot is a full body shot that conveniently omits her face.  Not saying that I don't believe Kerrissa, I'm just saying that if it were anybody else that would be EXACTLY what I would be saying.

So hey, if you are looking for results, why not give my girl Kerrissa a call, because they could be SHOCKING!