12 January 2008
Intermission: Wherein Lord Likely is Well Liked
I know I have just commenced upon the recollection of another of my astonishing adventures, and I acknowledge that it is rather bad form to interrupt my latest tale so soon in proceedings, but I have some news to impart to you all which simply cannot wait.
At any rate, these are my journals and I shall do as I damned well please, so shut up.
You may recall me mentioning that my wondrous journals had been nominated for an award recently, in the Performancing Awards, in the category of ‘Best Blog You’ve Never Heard Of‘. You may also remember me asking for my loyal readers to support my good and excellent self in the voting for the award, in the hope that I may win and be crowned as the best, the title of which I do not only deserve, but amply personify.
Well, I am happy to report that I did indeed win the award in question, and by quite a considerable margin. This did leave me to wonder whether I was actually the best at being unheard of, as clearly plenty of people had heard of me in order to vote. Maybe the fellow with the least amount of votes should have one this particular prize? The mind quite literally boggles.
At any rate, I am victorious, and for that I am truly grateful. I wish to thank you all for your sterling support, and your excellent button-pressing skills. It is gratifying to know that my lovely, beautiful readership are blessed with such deft digits and furiously fast fingers.
You may peruse the article hailing my victory in this article, wherein the award organiser Mr. Ryan Caldwell cites my astonishing adventures as being “original” and “quirky.” Far be it for me to look a gift horse in the mouth, I do take slight umbrage with the choice of adjective, there. Quirky to me conjures up images of the sort of witless goon one may encounter in the office or workplace, who wears brightly-coloured shirts and spends all day long quoting his favourtie comic writers and performers, in lieu of having anything actually witty to say for himself. “Oh, that fellow is most quirky,” his colleagues may say, but then I’d wager he is never invited out to join them at the local public house or staff party. Quirky indeed!
I would have thought ‘sexy’ or ‘ridiculously fantastic’ would have been a better choice of words, myself.
Anyhow, I should not grumble. I tip my quirky hat to Mr. Caldwell, and I thank you all again from the bottom of my ball-sacks. I am honestly very, very pleased to have won. And most highly aroused.
Now I shall go and drink vast quantities of champagne to celebrate, and spend all night furiously polishing my award.
And yes, I am referring to masturbation there.
- Lord Likely.
His lordship’s glorious group, The Upper Crust