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    PlanetQuake | Features | Dear Mynx | Blood Red, Baby

This Week:   Does wanking hurt your chances of academic success?  Just how small is too small when we're talking gobblers?  Where does Mynx come up with all of this junk, and just who does she turn to for advice?  Is it okay for a 19 year old to hide the hedgehog in a 14 year old... and some guy wastes baby batter on the Q3A Mynx model, even though Mynx never really wears pink lipstick.  Oh, and we even have a playground penis story in this week's Embarrassment Spotlight.  Happy Thanksgiving, USA folk.  Try not to contaminate the turkey with bodily fluid.

  Wanking... A Performance Killer?
I'm a 17 year old male and masturbate almost daily. But I was thinking of masturbation's drawbacks. I mean, I know athletes don't have sex for a few weeks before they have to perform. Except the effect it has physically does it do the same thing mentally? Maybe I could use the same tactic for when i have exams.


Well, personally, I've never been able to turn that sort of frustrated tension into a drive to succeed.  I'm a much happier and productive person when I'm having orgasms.  But, hey, that's just me.  There are certain personality types that work well under pressure - if you happen to be one of these sorts then perhaps taking a break from gripping your gecko will provide you with the tension and pressure to help you succeed... if you're anything like me, however, it will simply make you scatterbrained and you'll end up with a frightfully difficult time paying attention.  Um, what was the question again?

  Penis Size!
Hey there Mynx.  I read your section all the time and enjoy it a lot.  I am a 17 year old guy and am just wondering how I "measure up" as far as penal size is concerned.  I'm a good 7 1/4 inches erect, how does this measure up? Is there an average penal size or something?  Never had sex, everything but, and don't want to get laughed at when the trousers are dropped.  Appreciate any help you can give me.


There is some dispute over what is actually the "average" size, depending on who you ask.  Whichever average you choose to believe, you come down in the "above average" category.  I believe average is somewhere around five and a half to six and a half inches.  While a larger battering ram is certainly desirable, that doesn't make up for lack of technique, so don't start strutting around just yet.  When you do drop trou for that special lady (or dude... or, well, goat, if you swing that way), be sure to focus on what (and who) you're doing, and take your time.  Attention to detail gets big bonus points in the studmuffin department.

  Advice For The Advice Goddess?
I heard once that "The worst advice is(accentuated pronunciation) advice".  Now, I'm certainly not sure if that's true, there are plenty of my best friends that give good advice (I'm supposing, well, it hasn't hurt me yet). So whats your opinion on that matter?  You seem to be asked plenty about chicks n dicks n cli... nm ;) but what about Mynx?  Have you ever written to an advice columnist btw?  Oh, and how did you become an advice columnist (is there a background you have to have?).  Who do you go for advice?  Was there ever an instance where you had to ask someone for advice when someone was asking you for advice? ... 

          -DJ MC

As much as I'd love to tell you I'm all knowing and wise and have an answer for everything... well, ok, I *do* have an answer for everything, but I'm not all knowing and wise.   I haven't ever written to an advice column, but I have written a few irate letters to editors in my day.  There have been times when I've asked around for varying opinions before answering some of the more pressing questions, but for the most part the answers you see here are the product of my own demented little world.  When I need advice for my own little personal traumas I have some very nifty girlfriends who help me out quite a bit, and no, you can't talk to them too.  (mine!)  As for my background, let's just say I've lived a very colorful life and I'm incredibly bossy and nosy, with a strong tendency to deliver my opinion even when nobody asks for it.  Oh, and being naked a lot helps too.  I don't know why, it just does.  Shyness has never been one of my strong points.

    Oh Pretty Baby...
I'm a 19 year old college student, and the a couple weeks ago I met a girl at a party who was really cool.  I seemed to hit it off very well with her, and we talked for awhile.  When she left to go do something, one of my friends who knew her walked over to me and broke the news.

"She's 14."

Well, we all had a good laugh at my expense and I went on with my life, but the next week she came out with us again and we hit it off once again.  I really like the fact that she hasn't been influenced by the whole 'party girl' scene that most of the girls my age are into now.  My question is: in your humble opinion, do you think it's all right for me
to see a 14 year old??  It seems really weird to me, but I just can't get over how well we seem to go together.  I am very confused.   


You know, Priscilla was only 14 when she met Elvis.  Hell, my mom was only 14 when she met my dad.  Come to think of it neither of those ended well, though.  I'd have to say that at this point in your life, 19 and 14 is still an enormous difference.  When you're in your 20s and 30s, it won't be much of a big deal, but a 14 year old, no matter how mature and seemingly well adjusted, just does not have the life skills necessary to be in a relationship with a more or less adult.  Now, mind you, I am married to someone 8 years older than me, but if we were the same age I'd be far too mature for him. :)  I was over 21 when I met him, though, and I'd done a fair bit of life living and lesson learning before settling in to do that ever after thing.  I hate to live life by the numbers, but I'm gunna step my ass right on up here and say no, I don't think it's okay for you to date a 14 year old.  If you two really go together well, if there's a real spark there, it's still going to be there when she's old enough to be old enough.

    Oh Goddess, Here We Go  
I love the Mynx model.  Mmm Mmm good she be hot.  I've been pulling off to the renders of her since I first say em and I had to tell you that I've splattered the monitor over and over again!  I open your column and I open the render and I go to it, I can't help it, those light pink lips drive me nuts.  Do you think you can send me some of your worn underwear?  Here is my address: (edited)

          - Randy

You have way, way, way too much free time on your hands.  Listen to me, and listen to me carefully.  Turn off your computer.  Put your penis away.  I said put that thing AWAY!  I will not be sending you any of my panties, not only because I think there is some sort of Federal Regulation(tm) against transporting biological fluids through the USPS but because if I gave my knickers to you I'd have to give them to EVERYONE!  And then where would I be?  Huh?  And besides.  I never wear frosted pink lipstick.  Blood red, baby, blood red.

    Embarrassment Spotlight
This week's embarrassing moment spoke to me, because I got in trouble for much the same thing in grade school!  Although, I still find it to be an effective means for intriguing people! :)  Thanks Pedro!

I've been reading your articles on Planetquake for a long time now and it's my favorite of all Planet (Quake)!  I really enjoy the embarrassment spotlight and decided to send you the story of one of my life's most embarrassing moments, it isn't as nasty as some of the ones I read in your articles, but you might find it amusing!  :)

When I was 9 or 10 years old, I attended a private boarding school. It was nice, but in my class there was only one other boy and the rest were all girls which is a really bad thing for a 9 year old boy, no kids to play and talk about girls!

I was always a bit weak and so some of the girls pushed me around and even tried to beat me a few times, so I developed a "technique" that was running around the playground threatening to kiss them whenever the girls bothered me!  This worked really fine... for some time at least, because some of the girls didn't find it so bad to be kissed and others really discovered that I didn't liked to kiss them also (remember, I was only 9!), so I had to change strategy in order to survive at the playground...

And so my new strategy was to "flash" my pubic areas at the girls and if that wasn't enough to dissuade them, them I would threat to show my dick, which was usually enough to scare them to death and make them run and scream around the playground!
One day there was this girl that was really getting on my nerves and so I unzipped my pants and pulled down my trousers a bit, just enough to show my (nonexistent) pubic hair and started chasing her, when all of a sudden I hear the voice of the school  attendant: "JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR'RE DOING?!?"

That was it, I thought I was gonna die, if not from heart attack, from the beating I was gonna get when my parents knew! She grabbed me by the arm and took me to the detention room where I stayed for the next two hours, and after I cried and sobbed for a long time and promised never to do IT again, she let me go and didn't tell my parents but she left the warning... if I didn't behave, then my parents would know.

Quite obviously I became a roll model student for the rest of my staying at the school because I was more afraid of my folks than of a bunch of girls  :)  The moral of the story is to never chase girls with your fly open!  

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