The most amazingly beautiful lady in the entire world, whose magnificence shines a light on the bitter blackened void that has become our shared landscape. Her radiance is matched only by her wit, and her wit matched only by her grace. Not only is she fantastically, outrageously gorgeous and unbelieveably intelligent, but she is also the greatest dancer the world has ever seen. We should all learn to emulate her, for if the collective of mankind were to show even half the intelligence of her we could stave off even the heat death of the universe. And that's something
Jeez, that girl sure ain't Wristy. She's got a mustache, smells like a moldly dentist office and is probably related to deathany.
All the other definitions of wristy are wrong. The wristy is actually sort of a "high-five" alternative where one bends his/her wrist about 45 degrees, also making a very slight fist, and makes contact at the wrist of another person doing the same thing. Used to celebrate the mention of the number five, a shared amusement, or a mere agreement.
Josh: Yo, I'ze about to get me FIVE delicious BURRITOS from CHIPOTLE!
Chris: Yut! *wristy, both for the five and the excellent choice of CHIPOTLE*