Tris is the single most humane, caring and loving person I've ever been so lucky as to have contact with. She's made me a better person, by just being herself. Thanks, Tris, for being so irreplacably wonderful to me.

Bong!

Ah Miss Tris,
What can I say about her in which the words that would need to be telling of her greatness would be in English so as even a gentle rat could sense their meaning? For all the times where there were mun-keys in the bush or when I was a man, or something similar to that sex, and you were my girlfriend? What of all the nights of dead people dropping by to say hello and sweet, sweet memories of men born with two faces or even a lack of a trachea by self will? It is these times that I will savor when I abandoned this earthbound body like a two dollar whore whom I do not have enough cash to pay. But never fear, for I will always have time to drop by your shower to let you know I am still there-"Boo".
What the hell was that, computers must rot your brain?
Roll them 20's
Muh

Tris is the person to come to when you are dripping blood from a fresh wound, too drunk to walk or to party with when the party is raging. Tristan and I have been buddies for friends for about 7 years or so. Her and I have many creative differences but I would have to say that our mutual creative idea's out number the differences.