The Astonishing Adventures of
Aristocratic Adventurer and Gentle-man of Action
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THE LONDON LOOKER
"I ejaculated so hard, my library had to be closed off for an entire week."
LORD FISHSTICK'S NEWSPAPER
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Friday, January 29th, 2010
HOUR…SOMETHING OR OTHER! And Likely learns what happened to his lost time…
Tags: 24, Anti-Hat League, bomb, bomb-hat, booze, drink, drunk, Felicity Boondoggles, fiction, hat, humour, Lord Likely, parody, Sir Rhubarb Muddick, sloshed, urination, Victorian, webfic, weblit
Posted in One Score and Four | 1 Comment »
Thursday, November 13th, 2008
November 14th, 1857.
Good day, all!
Apologies for the tardiness in updating my fantastic journals this week, but after I completed my two-hundredth entry last week, I celebrated long and hard, and hard and long. Indeed, the hangover only vanished two hours ago, when I found myself naked in a field, getting my face licked by a [...]
Tags: Baroness Mirkin, comics, drunk, fiction, humour, Incredible Illustrated Indiscretions, Lord Likely, Lucy, strip cartoons, two hundred
Posted in Random Insertions | 11 Comments »
Wednesday, July 30th, 2008
July 30th, 1857.
Good day, dear readers!
Behold a bold new era for my (frankly incredible) journals, as Mr. Isambard Kingdom Brunel has just completed his renovation of my diaries, resulting in the cock-stiffening, mimsy-moistening new look you are currently witnessing before your doubtlessly stunned eyeballs.
Mr. Brunel did take a day longer than I had hoped, but [...]
Tags: drunk, fiction, hospital, humor, Isambard Kingdom Brunel, journals, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, renovation, web-logging
Posted in Random Insertions | 14 Comments »
Tuesday, July 8th, 2008
20th June, 1857.
Hmmm, now where was I?
Ah yes. I had apparently lost my home and my entire estate to a couple of swarthy Italians in a drunken wager, and my man-servant and I were now attempting to sneak our way back into the Likely Estate via a secret tunnel, when all of a sudden something [...]
Tags: booze, botter, drunk, Harold Loathsome, hip flask, Likely Estate, Lord Eustace Likely, Lord Likely, St. Bumthrusty's, Tugger, whisky
Posted in Disaster At The Likely Estate | 15 Comments »
Wednesday, June 25th, 2008
June 20th, 1857.
I was in some exceptionally deep excrement.
Was it really at all possible that I had gambled away the ownership of my entire Estate whilst off my Lordly tits on booze in Italy? Could I really have been that inebriated? Or were the two Italian miscreants currently taking up residence in my house talking [...]
Tags: botter, drunk, English Civil War, fiction, humor, Italian, Likely Estate, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, orgies, penis wrestling, Rocko, wager, whores
Posted in Disaster At The Likely Estate | 16 Comments »
Wednesday, April 23rd, 2008
April the Twenty-Third, 1857 – St. George’s Day.
Today is St. George’s Day, a day where loyal Englishmen up and down the land and throughout the Empire join together and do…well, nothing, really. Absolutely ruddy nothing.
St. George’s Day is often forgotten by my fellow Englishmen, who seem to prefer to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day instead, usually [...]
Tags: botter, Dame Dusty Flappes, drunk, England, intercourse, Likely Estate, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, party, St. George, St. George's Day, St. Patrick
Posted in Random Insertions | 13 Comments »
Tuesday, April 15th, 2008
April, 1857.
“I shall take the case!” I exclaimed excitedly. “I shall go to Rydeham-Harde House, and I shall investigate the brutal murder of that poor, unfortunate maid!”
“That is just as well, Likely,” said Inspector Spunkleford. “After all, we are at Rydeham-Harde House now.”
“What?” said I. It was at this point that I noticed that I [...]
Tags: botter, butler, case, drunk, Inspector Spunkleford, investigation, Lord and Lady Rydeham-Harde, Lord Likely, Rydeham-Harde House, Yes
Posted in The Beast With Two Backs | 10 Comments »
Saturday, March 29th, 2008
or Lord Likely is One: The Final Chapter.
March, 1857.
Having been left a homeless wretch, caked in vomit and piss and with my natural sense of style and grace rent asunder, I was naturally more than a little displeased with those vagrant swines who had placed me in such a position.
In fact, it would not [...]
Tags: beer, beggars, botter, cane, drunk, fight, finale, Kenneth the Hat, Lord Likely, party, piss
Posted in Likely Is One | 11 Comments »
Sunday, March 16th, 2008
or Lord Likely is One, chapter number six.
Date unknown, 1857.
I awoke with the most awful of headaches.
I am no stranger to hangovers, of course. My hedonistic lifestyle dictates that I often wake up with a fierce, pounding headache and with little or no recollection of the previous twenty-four hours. Indeed, the entire of the 1830s [...]
Tags: amnesia, booze, drunk, Fleet Street, hangover, homeless, Lord Likely, piss
Posted in Likely Is One | 18 Comments »
Thursday, March 13th, 2008
or Lord Likely is One, Chapter Number Five.
Having pumped the incredibly freakish Jennifer, the Incredibly Freakish, and filled her with so much of my man-cream that she was nothing more than a walking, human éclair, I decided that it was high-time for a little light refreshment.
I headed back to the scrap-yard, where I found my [...]
Tags: alcohol, beer, botter, drunk, homeless, Jennifer the Incredibly Freakish, Lord Likely, piss, tramps, urine
Posted in Likely Is One | 17 Comments »
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.
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