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The Riddle Of The Runaway Romanov
Russian Resolution
Tuesday, May 8th, 2007
April, 1856 It was a good half an hour or so before the police, led in earnest by Inspector Albert Spunkleford, finally arrived on the scene. Two of the officers immediately set about untying Romanov from the chair upon which we had imprisoned him, while Spunkleford hastened over to Botter, who was busily tending to […]
Tags: Albert Spunkleford, botter, complaint, conclusion, Ivan Romanov, poster, wanted
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Romanov’s Last Stand
Sunday, May 6th, 2007
April, 1856 While Botter was enjoying his romantic liaison with The Bear, I was busying myself by creeping into Ivan Romanov’s office, gun at the ready. The office was large and spacious, with a large, dominating map of the world affixed to the wall. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that most of the globe had […]
Tags: botter, Ivan Romanov, love, Miss Eileen Nipples, testicle, The Bear, world domination
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The Bear is Tamed
Friday, May 4th, 2007
April, 1856 Ivan Romanov watched with obvious delight as The Bear increased the force of his grip around my chest, causing me to turn a most unfitting shade of blue. “Oh dear, Likely,” Romanov sneered. “You do not look well. Not well at all.” “Guh-guh-go to Hell,” I gasped. “Oh! Well, that is the pleasantries […]
Tags: botter, Ivan Romanov, Russian, taking one for the team, The Bear
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A Shot in the Arm
Tuesday, May 1st, 2007
April, 1856 Following the gun shot, I slumped back onto the couch, dazed. It took a moment for my senses to catch up with recent events, but when they finally did they confirmed that I had, indeed, just been shot in the arm. I put my hand upon my stricken limb, seeking a second opinion, […]
Tags: crushed, Ivan Romanov, Russian, shot, testicle, The Bear, weapon size
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A Long and Meandering Explanation
Sunday, April 29th, 2007
April, 1856 Ivan Romanov circled Botter and I, keeping his pistol trained upon us as he did so. “Lord Likely,” he snarled. “The aristocratic adventurer. The gentle-man of action. The Victorian vigilante.” “It is nice to know I am as well known in Russia as I am here at home,” I said. “And I did […]
Tags: Crimean War, Ivan Romanov, Miss Eileen Nipples, pistols, Russian, scheme, spit
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A Surprise at the Embassy
Friday, April 27th, 2007
April 1856 “There you go, your royal-ness,” the police-officer said, as we arrived safely at the Russian embassy. “I hope that everything is to your satisfaction, and you will leave my balls quite well alone.” Botter opened his mouth to reel off some more Russian, but I had had quite my fill of his showing-off, […]
Tags: embassy, gun, Ivan Romanov, Russian, shit creek
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A Performance Worthy of the Bard
Wednesday, April 25th, 2007
April, 1856. After our brief distractions, Botter and I continued onto the Russian embassy, making good on our legs and keeping a quick but steady pace. Soon we had made a significant advance in our journey, and found ourselves only a few streets away from our target destination. “Botter,” I said to my man-servant, who […]
Tags: balls, botter, disguise, policeman, Russian
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Vandalised!
Tuesday, April 24th, 2007
April, 1856 Having calmed myself down after having been utterly consumed with rage upon seeing that awful ‘Wanted’ poster, my mind began to race ahead of me, plotting out the course of action for when Botter and I arrived at the Russian embassy. I was strolling along, deep in rumination, when Botter suddenly alerted me […]
Tags: botter, cock, creativity, hoodlum, poster, vandalism, wanted
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A Wanted Man
Sunday, April 22nd, 2007
April, 1856 Botter and I, still sporting our crafty disguises, departed the Tackle-Tuck shop and headed back out into the spookily quiet streets of London Town at night-time. “What’s my name, then, milord?” Botters asked, apropos of nothing at all. “What?” I hissed, trying to keep a low profile. “Well, I can’t just be ‘a […]
Tags: botter, fugitives, poster, reward, shit, wanted
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A New Look For Likely
Friday, April 20th, 2007
April 1856 I emerged from Tackle-Tuck’s back room some two hours later, having had an extremely pleasurable fitting session with Mrs. Tackle-Tuck. Of course, by ‘fitting session’, I mean to say I fitted my penis into her vagina. To whit: we had sex. It was not all recreation, however, and Mrs. Tackle-Tuck also did a […]
Tags: beards, botter, disguise, Russian, the Tackle-Tucks
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