Tara says: mynxy is a special case, even straight girls want to make out with mynxy

So this is sort of a meta testimonial. But I still endorse it as awesome.

She's thick, she's bad, so clean, she fine
She loves, she hates, she laughs, she cries
She hurts, she lies, she's Bonnie, I'm Clyde
She's ghetto, she's real, she sings, she rhymes

She comes, she goes, she lives, she dies
She sexy and bomb, she blows my mind
She stays in line, she's smart, she's funny
She's crafty and cunning, in the game she's running
Her lips, her back, her waist, her thighs
Her face, her skin, her hair, her eyes
Her voice, her shape, her hips, her mind
Her love, her smile, her touch, her time

when i talk to mynx, it's always all:

kage: "hey mynx, how is your day? feeling good?"
mynx: "your penis is bent and smells like refried beans. that's why no one likes you."

that's ok - i still like to pet her!

I want to rent a big highway billboard, and put a pic of Mynx on it.

The text woudl say:

"Mynx: she is where it goes."

I am only writing this testimonial because Mynxie deserves better than having Zoe at the top of her testimonial list.

Jake: Strong enough for a Kage, but made for a Mynx.

this is my mynxie.
mine mine MINE ALL MINE! MINE!

you're so adorable honey. :)

Mynx is the love of my life. The warm little center of my universe.

She is also so sexy I might die.

She's super hot, super fun and just all round super super! I love me some mynx and I dig bigtime that the universe has deemed to bring her even closer to my world lately. Life is good and so is she, except when she is bad, but you all know how that works, even when she's bad, she's good ;)

Plus she lets me hold her and keep her safe from harm and worry, you know you're jealous :P

It was a bad scene - Tony Fontaine's goons had me pinned behind the bar of his nightclub. I had 7 .45 slugs and 12 guys to take down. It was bad enough Fontaine had killed my client, but he'd also torched my car, which happened to have my paycheck sitting on the front seat. I grabbed a bottle of whiskey and gulped some down, trying to figure out the angles and how I was going to cover this tab.

A shot creased my scalp and everything went dark for a second, and when my eyes focused again, there She was. An angel of ammo, she tossed me a couple of magazines and whipped out a silver-plated .38.

"You waiting for an invitation?" She didn't wait for an answer, just started firing. Before I knew it, we were the only ones left standing. She reloaded her pistol and put it back in her garter. "No one - NO ONE - starts a gunfight during one of the Mynx's shows. Tonight was a freebie, pal. Don't let it happen again."