The Astonishing Adventures of
Aristocratic Adventurer and Gentle-man of Action
"A journal so exciting, I fear I soiled myself no less than fourteen times."
THE DAILY NEWS SHEET
"Utterly wonderful. Upon reading Lord Likely's diaries, I went out and set fire to a homeless wretch to celebrate."
THE LONDON LOOKER
"I ejaculated so hard, my library had to be closed off for an entire week."
LORD FISHSTICK'S NEWSPAPER
"Everyone should buy a copy of these diaries, then have sex with them."
THE ILLUSTRATED JOURNAL OF NEWS
"Hear ye, hear ye, Lord Likely is fucking ace!"
THE TOWN CRIER
Friday, February 27th, 2009
Hoorah and huzzah! Lord Likely celebrates the second anniversary of his astonishing adventures, and invites YOU to join in the festivities! (Smart dress essential. Smart dress on the floor even more so).
Tags: astonishing, celebration, Inspector Spunkleford, journals, Likely Estate, Likely Towers, Lord Likely, party
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Monday, August 18th, 2008
Or: A Tale of Four Titties August the Nineteenth, 1857. Fate is a queer mistress, is she not? Sometimes, Fate can give you a good, hard kick to the gonads, but then mere moments later she can pick you right back up again, and passionately lap at those self-same testicles with her Tongue of Good [...]
Tags: botter, Dorothy Mount-Worthy, farce, humour, Judge Joseph Dreadful, ladies, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, Maud, party
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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 [...]
Tags: botter, Dame Dusty Flappes, drunk, England, intercourse, Likely Estate, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, party, St. George, St. George's Day, St. Patrick
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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 [...]
Tags: beer, beggars, botter, cane, drunk, fight, finale, Kenneth the Hat, Lord Likely, party, piss
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Wednesday, February 27th, 2008
February 24th, 1857. There are few things more horrifying, more terrible, more downright cataclysmic than running out of alcohol. The awfulness of this situation is multiplied by a factor of a million when one is supposed to be holding a magnificent ball to celebrate the one-year anniversary of one’s journals, as I had proposed. Immediate [...]
Tags: alcohol, anniversary, beggars, booze, botter, disgusting, Lord Likely, Mr. Timothy Tipsy, one year, party, paupers, shelves, vile
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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
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Wednesday, September 26th, 2007
27th September, 1856.By the Duke of Wellington’s iron balls, I feel awful today. My brain feels like it has erupted into civil war, with the left cerebellum pounding the right with cannon-fire, and the right cerebellum returning fire with bloody great catapults, pelting boulders freely about my grey matter. In short, I feel like utter [...]
Tags: birthday, botter, cocktails, drunk, fire, gypsies, Helena, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, orgy, party, Shitterton
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Saturday, September 22nd, 2007
September 23rd, 1856 Well, today is my birthday, dear journal, and I am now another year older. More grey hairs fleck my lordly temples, and my poor bones ache more than ever with each passing day, and each fresh adventure. Time is catching up with me, I fear, and one day soon Time will have [...]
Tags: birthday, botter, interval, Lord Likely, party, prostitutes, Time
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Monday, September 10th, 2007
July, 1856. Despite Ludlow’s rather vocal protests, I decided to go off and fraternize with the other guests at the party, in the vain hope that at least one of them might want to roger me senseless. Alas, all I seemed to meet were uptight, prissy socialites who took offence at my usual party trick [...]
Tags: Abraham Lincoln, Barcelona Ritz, drunk, emancipation, Filthy Arsehole, Kalamazoo, Lord Likely, Ludlow Likely, New-York Evening Post, party, sausage, slavery, William Cullen Bryant
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Friday, September 7th, 2007
July, 1856. Ludlow led Botter and I into his considerably spacious abode on the outskirts of New York City, stubbornly refusing to impart more information about my father’s continued existence. “Oh, don’t let us worry about that now!” he kept saying absently, ignoring my desire to very much worry about it now. I could have [...]
Tags: botter, Calvert Vaux, Central Park, drunk, Emily-Rose Likely, Frederick Law Olmstead, Lord Eustace Likely, Lord Likely, Ludlow Likely, New York, party
Posted in An Astonishing American Adventure | 12 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.
Warning: these journals contain material that some people may find terribly offensive, or incredibly arousing
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