The Astonishing Adventures of
Aristocratic Adventurer and Gentle-man of Action
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Monday, March 24th, 2008
Somewhen, 1857. Now where was I? Ah, yes. In the gutter, in a pool of my own urine, apparently homeless and with no recollection of who I really was. In other (decidedly more succinct) words, I was in big trouble. I elected to try and get up, and maybe take a stroll to see if [...]
Tags: coin, ejaculate, homeless, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, masturbation, piss, Queen Victoria, shilling, street, vomit
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Sunday, February 24th, 2008
February the Twenty-Fourth, Eighteen Fifty-Seven Oh, dear diary! Today is a special day indeed, for it heralds the one year anniversary of our joyous union! Can it really be twelve months since I first opened you up, took my quill firmly in my hand and thrust it betwixt your soft, creamy pages, and filled you [...]
Tags: balls, blogiversary, booze, botter, drunk, journals, Lord Likely, one year, party, vomit
Posted in Likely Is One | 21 Comments »
Thursday, November 1st, 2007
October 31st, 1856. Hallowe’en. Upon returning to the Likely Estate after my long, arduous, but nonetheless astonishing American Adventure, I was annoyed to find that there was scant food in the house, and the food which we did have had long since expired and gone off. Worse still, squirrels had somehow gotten into my lovely [...]
Tags: beggars, botter, cane, Gary, halloween, horror, Likely Estate, Lord Likely, miracle, paupers, terror, vomit
Posted in Random Insertions | 14 Comments »
Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007
July, 1856. As we approached solid land for the first time in weeks, I could clearly see the stars and stripes of the American flag flying from the roof-top of a small building on the coast. Either we had chanced upon another country with precisely the same flag as the US, or we were finally [...]
Tags: America, botter, cannon, rum, The Hairy Clam, vomit
Posted in An Astonishing American Adventure | 9 Comments »
Sunday, May 13th, 2007
May, 1856 My hangover from the party did not begin to lift until well into the afternoon, when my body decided to clear itself of all remaining toxins by forcing them out through my mouth shortly after lunch. As Botter departed to wash out the chunks of my stately sick now entangled in his hair, [...]
Tags: botter, hangover, moustache, mystery, vomit
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Monday, February 26th, 2007
February 27th 1856 (elevenses) “Buckingham Palace?” exclaimed Botter, upon hearing me reveal the location of my latest stalker’s return address. I sighed, as I am partial to doing when in the company of such low-level intelligence. “Buckingham PLACE, Botter, you cloth-eared miscreant.” “You what, your lordship?” I rolled my eyes, and then clouted Botter with [...]
Tags: candlestick, carriage, deafness, fight, vomit
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Lord Likely was a renowned member of the English aristocracy in the Victorian era. Tales of his exhilarating, enthralling and highly erotic exploits were legendary, but only now have his own, personal diaries resurfaced (found in a branch of Help the Aged in Swindon), shedding light on the life of this extraordinary eccentric.
Warning: these journals contain material that some people may find terribly offensive, or incredibly arousing
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