Hello Kiwi

Kiwi starts a cute little blog:

I’ve been doing this for eight days, and already I can’t keep up with all the comments. I need minions like Vox Day has. Or maybe some ilk. Ilk would be nice. Voxie dear, do you have any spare ilk?

I’m not exactly sure why you’d want them. Their house-training is debatable, they’ll certainly drink all your liquor and somebody – I can only assume Nate – has a hole in their pocket and is leaving .45 hollow-points scattered all about the place. I just caught the Ridgeback chewing on one, that or she’s stocking up for the Great Canine Coup of 2005. Anyhow, I’m sure Chuck has plenty of comments to spare, so if you’d like a few dozen neatly formatted comments on the inevitable and unstoppable Uruguayan invasion of Marco Island, I’m sure he’d be happy to oblige.

And if he’s too busy, just mention the A-word, the E-word or the CW/WONA, you’ll soon have more ilk than you can shake a straw at.

Hello Kiwi is here, should you feel up to flexing your ilkdom. Warning: Cuteness and pinkness abounds.