Sam v Natalie

I'm still rolling from yesterday's stunning outcome. Two fiery redheads went down into the flames of defeat. Jaime fell to Lauren B and Amy lost to the up and coming perky Samantha. Sam battles Natalie for the new leader of Task Force Miami!

Amy v Sam

Round 3 is over and Amy takes on perky Samantha in Round 4! Another gut wrenching round for your humble correspondent. Lilly was dethroned, but Jamie survived and looks like she's headed for the inevitable clash with the winner of Amy/Sam!

Super Kait!

Super Kait, a meteorologist on the Gold Coast of Florida, went on the air live this morning. It was supposed to be your ordinary weekend blah forecast before something dastardly transpired. Live on air she started to disappear, the station quickly cut to commercials. Was it a computer glitch or did the Villainess find out about Kait's weather alter ego?

STOP THE PRESSES!

Apparently whatever is ailing the Dolphin's management has infected the website. Despite what I reported a few days ago, Jaime Edmondson did survive the first round of voting. She suddenly appeared last night as the last vote in the 2002-2006 Round. Maybe we'll have a Amy vs Jaime battle after all?

DAMN YOU MARVEL!

First it was DC ruining Wonder Woman with 3 reboots in 18 months. DC then had the bright idea of rebooting Powergirl, much to the dismay of fanboys everywhere. I guess Marvel couldn't resist joining in the fun and rebooted Carol Danvers, Ms. Marvel. She's going to be the new Captain Marvel with a new suit and haircut to boot! Um, no, I will not be buying this book just like I haven't bought a Wonder Woman comic since that infamous #600.

Amy vs Kylee

Amy faced some fierce competition this weekend. Young upstart Kylee challenged her in the Miami Dolphin Cheerleader Faceoff challenge. It was not a good weekend for your humble correspondent. Kylee is a promising up and comer, it was painful to stuff the ballot box for Amy, but I did it. Amy survived onto Round Two and faces Aja.

I did mention it was fierce right? Stephanie H and Jaime Edmondson, Miss January 2010 Playboy, failed to make it out of the first round. Lilly Robbins advanced as she looks to retain her crown as Fav MDC of all time.

Voting continues at Miamidolphinscheerleaders.net

Happy St. Paddy's Day

Amora: Life's a Beach!

I originally posted this on Myspace along with Yahoo! 360, I now post it here.

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It’s not easy being me, oh sure I have a ton of exciting adventures that take me to the utter most parts of the Earth; meet all kinds of beautiful women, but it’s the go-go-go that gets me. Two weeks I’m in frigid Alaska, where the high reached -15; next I’m chained in Dracula’s dark dank damp dungeon with water dripping around everywhere. My immune system went down and I caught a nasty sinus infection.

No Blue, Wonder Woman, Fire, Spider-Woman, She-Hulk or any other of my super sexy heroine friends for a week; it was just the Doc and Captain America the whole week as I stayed in the infirmary. I was yearning to see at least a glimpse of Tara or perhaps my annoyingly cheery super sexy wingman Ensign Kara Pike, if you can believe that.

To make things worse: No Donuts! My appetite was gone, shot, and nonexistent; I had soup the whole week. Thank God I was allowed to drink a Coke once in a while.
Cap, God Bless him, gave me a weekend off; I decided to take it in my native Florida. On the Southwest Coast, it always seemed to be warmer on that part of the state; thus I picked it.

I took a deep breath of warm Florida sun as a couple of brown pelicans skimmed over the incoming waves. Palms of all shapes swayed in the warm wind; I closed my eyes and soaked in the tranquil moment.

Finally it was me without saving the world from the likes of the Composite Superman, Megatron, Starscream, The Donut Bandito, Ivan the Stinky, Dracula, and so forth. I took off my shirt and shoes; I donned my ever present aviator sunglasses and took a slow stroll down the inviting sandy beach.

I saw a lazy manatee, busy sand pipers searching for sand fleas in the surf, sea gulls, and all sorts of stuff that kept my mind off my recent troubles. I clapped my hands and smiled; it was perfect!

Suddenly I saw a beautiful blonde woman lying on the beach in front of me about twenty feet away. I immediately recognized her: Amora the Enchantress.
She was topless; her hands covered the most perfect breasts I had ever laid my eyes on. She had a pearl necklace wrapped around her neck; sea shells were scattered between her perfect breasts as she lay on a bed of seashells.

I took off my aviator sunglasses as I gazed down upon her goddess body; I smirked, “Hello Amora, working on your tan?”

She looked up and giggled, “Silly Lieutenant Wolf, that’s Dana’s department. I’m just here to get away from the bleak Scandinavian weather,” puckering her intoxicating lips as she finished.

“Amora my dear,” I replied and paused briefly, “Are you trying to seduce me?”

My goddess friend arched her back as she giggled with delight, “Me? Do you really think I’m the seducing type?”

“You move those two hands and I’ll say yes!” I replied.

She smirked, “Well then, I won’t move my hands. I’ll keep them firmly over my breasts.”

I was too busy exchanging pleasantries with Amora to notice that Blue teleported in; Amora looked over at Blue and then back at me and smiled mischievously, “Don’t look at Blue laying next to me. I don’t think she’s covering her breasts, so close your eyes as you walk by.

I looked up and saw my Blue-chan topless; she was oiling her arms as she totally ignored me. I swallowed very hard and looked back at Amora and replied, “Do you know how very hard it is for me to be an officer and a gentleman at this particular moment?”

The Enchantress shrugged her bare shoulders and smirked, “That’s too bad, because I’m having a very easy time being the Enchantress today.”

“I can’t imagine why?” I replied tongue in cheek, “Would you mind if I sat next to you?”

She smiled and giggled, “You can sit next to me,” Amora continued as she pulled her head up slightly, “but NO touching!”

“DEAL!” I greedily thundered and sat next to her.

A split second went by before Amora uncovered her perfect breasts and rolled over on top of me beaming a sinister smile. She giggled, “I said no touching, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t!”

The lovely goddess began to furiously tickle me near to death. My chest ached from laughing, my poor head ached, my face turned crimson. Blue’s phone rang; she answered it and suddenly began jumping up and down. “Danny-kun! You’re back! I’ll be right there!” She grabbed her stuff and disappeared into thin air; leaving me with Amora the Tickler.

She mercifully stopped as Blue disappeared; I caught my breath as she slid off of me and lay on her side. She rested her head up against her hand, “Feeling better, Ryan?” she giggled as her other hand rubbed my aching chest.

I nodded my coughing head, “Thank you. I needed it.”

She continued to beam that sinister smile as she rolled over, “You know I haven’t finished torturing you…yet.” She softly planted her intoxicating lips onto mine and slowly kissed me: I was hers.

Amora pulled away giggling; she reached behind her, grabbed a strawberry and dipped it whip cream. She bit into it and moaned, “Mmm, this is so exquisite.” She teasingly licked those luscious intoxicating lips of hers and offered me some of the migraine inducing fruit.

I don’t like strawberries, but when the Enchantress offers me something-I don’t refuse! I bit into the rest of the fruit and ate it.

She discarded the worthless fruit top and giggled, “Hold on Ryan, you forgot something!”

“What?” I asked innocently.

Amora again beamed a sinister smiled and slowly moved in as she licked her ever so inviting luscious lips; her warm tongue licked a blot of whip cream off my lips as she lay her breath taking soft immortal goddess body onto my mere mortal frame.
“Mmm,” she purred, “You’re my favorite fighter pilot.”

“I’m the only fighter pilot you know,” I dryly added.

“On the contrary, my dear Ryan,” she giggled as she put her nose against mine and placed her soft hand on my cheek, “I’ve known several pilots; Colonels Steve Trevor and Austin, Stringfellow Hawke,” She momentarily paused, continued with a detestable tone and grumbled her gritted teeth, “Lieutenant Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell,” she shook her head as she looked away, “He’s so full of himself.”

Amora looked back at me and smiled wildly, “But you!” she exclaimed, “You make such a tempting target!” She giggled and she ran her soft fingers through my hair and as she sighed, “My dear Ryan, what am I going to do with you?”

“You could always torment me until the day I die,” I retorted as I wrapped my arms around her near naked body.

“There’s a start!” she purred as she leaned and gave me a slow passionate kiss. I returned the kiss as I ran a hand up her back and to her head. I gently held it as I continued to drink the sweet nectar her lips offered.

My other hand softly slid up and down her back until I rested it on her left buttock; Amora pulled up and giggled, “Lieutenant, are you getting fresh with me?”
“I have not yet begun to be fresh!” I vainly boasted.

“Neither have I,” the carnal ravenous goddess growled as she moved in for the kill.
I don’t remember a thing after that.

It's Still March

Still battling the evil that is oak pollen. I'm not in the mood to write now, so I'll leave you with this pic of Amora the Enchantress. Hey, wears green and it's March.

It's March

Time for the evil oak pollen to fill the air. The last past 3-4 years I have put up a valiant fight against this airborne pathogen...only to lose. 2012 is no exception. I do pray that the rain the weather Einsteins say is coming is coming and drowns the pollen. Here's a St. Patty's theme pic until my head clears and may you never get her point.