<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262</id><updated>2011-10-06T14:47:48.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MmEeeEkKkZzzZ!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>angorA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-6579290865261272040</id><published>2007-09-15T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T18:43:27.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The President finally speaks.. (or mekks.. whatever)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First let me take this opportunity to convey my deepest, most sincere apologies for not posting anything sooner. I just didn't give a damn.. then.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So down to business.. Wow! My first post.. so excited my little soldier is giving me a royal salute! Anyways I'm the unfortunate President of this noble organization. I guess its cause I started it. I'm Capra Ibex.. mountain goat. Proud and dominant I roam my lands keeping my herd safe from harm. It's a tough job but someone has to do it. It's not easy being a Kambing.. it takes hard work, patience and a good serving of sacrifice. In actual fact there's a Kambing in every person.. the only question is whether or not they view it as such. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The concept of Kambing (or Kambingism as I’ve called it) can be divided into three categories; involuntary, voluntary and obligatory. There isn’t much to say about Involuntary Kambingism because there isn’t much mental element involved. As the name goes, a person is unwillingly pulled into an uncomfortable or rather inconvenient situation without being given a choice. In this case, the person never had any opportunity to consider or give thought to the situation. There is always a chance that a thought would pop out once the person realizes he/she has been Kambing-fide but that would be out of theory as this is a study of the moment before the transaction occurs; not during and definitely not after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Those who act willingly would fall under Voluntary Kambingism. Right as it may seem to have this frame of mind and in most cases done with utmost sincerity (especially since it is always situations that aren’t very favorable); the problem arises when they fall short of sincerity. This group would be deemed dangerous in the sense that there may be underlying intent or latent intention as to the reason for their actions. Think about it; who would actually volunteer their services for something tiresome? On the surface they may seem to be doing/helping/serving (whatever the situation be.. we'll use helping from here on as it best exemplifies the philosophy of Kambing) sincerely because their actions are voluntary but as we are not all psychic, we can't really tell what his/her true intentions are. We can assume but that would make as ASS out of U and ME (get it? ASSUME.. nvm) Although that may sound stupid it is actually quite true. Assumptions in law, for example, is like placing a bet.. you lose or you win and 50% won't do you any good when reasonable doubt is in play. Therefore, it would be wise to take voluntary Kambingism with a pinch of salt cause the outcome is one that can truly and maybe uncomfortably surprise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then we move on to Obligatory Kambingism; the less liked section but more commonly found. Obligatory Kambingism can be found in almost all daily activity. It is basically doing things that you don't like (or are not entirely fond of) but you are or feel obligated to do so. Helping an old lady with their bags, giving someone a lift with your car, running errands for your significant other and so on are some examples of this category. True it does seem like a pain but in terms of sincerity, it would definitely outweigh Voluntary Kambingism. This is because it is, in almost all cases, not an issue! So whether or not the Kambing has an ulterior intent would not really matter. When you give a friend a lift in your car, what intentions can you have? Or for what other reason can there be? A more difficult example to view is helping an old person with their bags (or whatever it may be), what other intention can one have? Maybe to look good in the eyes of others but because of that intention, but that is usually done voluntarily, which falls under the other category. This brings me back to the point on assumptions, we really cannot tell! You may think he's helping cause he wants recognition from society but in fact he may be doing it just cause he thinks he has to. It is really a question of the person's state of mind and the theory of Kambingism states that it depends on the person in question and not the bystander. As you can now imagine, although it may seem Obligated Kambings act under duress and may not be entirely sincere, they would appear to be the 'better' of the two categories of Kambings. At least you can be assured they do not carry any ulterior motives (and I'm sure you'll all agree with me when I say in most cases the motives aren't always good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In conclusion, Kambingism is a theory that applies to everyone in almost every situation that involves inconvenience. It's a study of the human reaction and frame of mind and also the bystander take on the events. It is not one of those theories or studies that is meant to change or cause a significant impact on the human race. Rather, it is a simple study that is meant to make us think twice of our actions and ponder on the true reasons for our actions. Hopefully with that, we would slowly evolve into more thoughtful and considerate people with the 'right' (right as in morally and ethically right.. there's an extensive argument as to the definition of morality and who is the one who determines it but that would be out of topic and too long-winded.. I will use the social norm definition of morality) intentions and motives for our actions when specifically dealing with tiresome circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to thank the people and Kambings who have helped me (hopefully with the right intent) throughout the duration of my research. You have all truly contributed significantly and the results, as you may see, I share with you (of course some more than others but I wouldn't want to start being prejudice and so on). This short and lay presentation is meant to introduce this theory of Kambingism to the world (or at least to those who are reading) for you (the readers) to muse over but mainly it is for you to evaluate and criticize where necessary. As you can see, it is still at a stage of maturation and so your constructive or destructive criticisms would help immensely to the fine-tuning of this theory.Lastly, allow me to leave you with a question for you to mull over: "Which kind of Kambing are you?" I know which one I am.. I am Capra Ibex.. Mountain Goat! Cheers~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-6579290865261272040?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/6579290865261272040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=6579290865261272040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/6579290865261272040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/6579290865261272040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/09/president-finally-speaks-or-mekks.html' title='The President finally speaks.. (or mekks.. whatever)'/><author><name>Capra Ibex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12903663456975406000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.fotonatura.org/miembros/fotos/usr62/ibex1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-9042443559654142013</id><published>2007-06-04T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:49:13.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happY birthdaY, presideN!</title><content type='html'>ouR deaR presideN iS a yeaR oldeR anD wilL noW bE ablE tO producE aN extrA 3 litreS oF milK. yoU arE a greaT presideN bY demonstratinG youR &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;leadershiT &lt;/span&gt;tO thE herD. lonG livE mR. presideN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeEeeEkKkkZzZzzz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/RmN47ZKHJeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aH5iu0ieWQg/s1600-h/rubbish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/RmN47ZKHJeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aH5iu0ieWQg/s400/rubbish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072030567110223330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/RmN4i5KHJdI/AAAAAAAAABI/wiffIjTSB40/s1600-h/rubbish.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-9042443559654142013?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/9042443559654142013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=9042443559654142013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/9042443559654142013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/9042443559654142013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-presiden.html' title='happY birthdaY, presideN!'/><author><name>angorA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/RmN47ZKHJeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aH5iu0ieWQg/s72-c/rubbish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-2818200383455176531</id><published>2007-05-01T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:12:52.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Laborious Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today is Labour Day. It is the day when workers need not report for work because they are the 'Boss for the Day' ! Which means the Indons stop laying bricks, the Nepalese stop serving drinks and the Whites can take the opportunity to be even lazier. These people obviously are having a fcuking good time away from stress. However, the case is not the same for our community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just now, while I was strolling on the greens, I see all of them fcuking busy with their respective work! One is busy fcuking Powerpoint while the other busy fcuking his 3D model. Then another kept himself busy by fcuking whining about some song. Worse is the sohai who was fcuking busy disconnecting. Anyway none of the aforementioned can be compared with one particular goat. I shall keep his identity anonymous to save him some face,that is, if there is any left. This lost goat has been busy fcuking missing. What a loser~ Meanwhile, I too, kept myself fcuking busy by cock-talking with some and trying to disrupt someone's work but failed. What a hectic day for the goats indeed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS MADNESS!!!&lt;/span&gt;" I hear you say. "Dont you goats have some life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LABOUR DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Myotonic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-2818200383455176531?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/2818200383455176531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=2818200383455176531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/2818200383455176531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/2818200383455176531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/05/laborious-day.html' title='A Laborious Day'/><author><name>vindicta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yJIGDWClLpc/R8OBwRMQ71I/AAAAAAAAAAs/17zfIKsgmDE/S220/DSC_0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-4506691254948548733</id><published>2007-04-23T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:49:13.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P</title><content type='html'>let'S alL havE a minutE of silencE foR ouR fellow kambinG whom has gonE tO a faR faR placE.&lt;br /&gt;wE wilL alwayS remembeR yoU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resT iN peacE, MmEeeEkKkZzzZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/Riw7xxhRwJI/AAAAAAAAABA/-FpQs7mVME8/s1600-h/Image185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/Riw7xxhRwJI/AAAAAAAAABA/-FpQs7mVME8/s320/Image185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056482207922765970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-4506691254948548733?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/4506691254948548733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=4506691254948548733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/4506691254948548733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/4506691254948548733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/04/rip.html' title='R.I.P'/><author><name>angorA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/Riw7xxhRwJI/AAAAAAAAABA/-FpQs7mVME8/s72-c/Image185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-3266758837479328475</id><published>2007-04-17T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T13:24:17.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goat's Graveyard</title><content type='html'>MeeeEeeeEkkKKKk!!! it's been awhile, we, our Goat community seems dead. Every goat has their own sweet meeeekkkk time meeekkkk-ing around until forgotten about our community. Dear Goats please save some goatty sperm for our Goat kind, don't simply meeekkk so much until you get Goat STD in the end our Goat race will be all dead. Please remind yourself the stupid Human aka Alien haven't come out with a way to heal STD for Goats and having mmeeekkk-ing with other animal isn't good at all, somehow I've found out one of our Goat member been meekkkk-ing with a CAT! Can you imagine how serious is it? Please, don't be so sick... meeekkk-ing with a Cat is just so ... SICK! *eeewwwww* can you ever be any sicker?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-3266758837479328475?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/3266758837479328475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=3266758837479328475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/3266758837479328475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/3266758837479328475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/04/goats-graveyard.html' title='Goat&apos;s Graveyard'/><author><name>Pygmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04332326986114534088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/ddlf85/Pygmy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-3733239261591520710</id><published>2007-03-26T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T14:02:47.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no mekz</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i have nothing to do so i walked to the garden where we usually meet up. and notice that so many grass there but nobody eat it. that reminds me of my fellow kambings because it has been long time since we meet up. other kambings busy with their own life.. some have to get milked for owner, some have to go make baby kambings. im the only one so free walk around and see dog make love at the road side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fellow kambings, we must meet up sometime soon and share our wonderful kambing stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeEeeeKkzzZ~~~~~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-3733239261591520710?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/3733239261591520710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=3733239261591520710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/3733239261591520710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/3733239261591520710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-time-no-mekz.html' title='long time no mekz'/><author><name>nigerian dwarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-3131713494195211746</id><published>2007-03-17T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:49:14.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/RftpP513YDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1VCfzOORa-E/s1600-h/goats_feb07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/RftpP513YDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1VCfzOORa-E/s320/goats_feb07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042739929717104690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/RftpMp13YCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/86KkgiO1zBE/s1600-h/goats_july07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/RftpMp13YCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/86KkgiO1zBE/s320/goats_july07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042739873882529826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-3131713494195211746?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/3131713494195211746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=3131713494195211746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/3131713494195211746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/3131713494195211746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/03/holiday.html' title='The Holiday'/><author><name>angorA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lb1dG9V2hDo/RftpP513YDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1VCfzOORa-E/s72-c/goats_feb07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-178897043536721873</id><published>2007-03-02T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:20:28.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jagshe-MmEeeEkKkZzzZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello, I am Myotonic. I am goat from a Khazakstan. My country is situated next to the asshole Uzbekistan. I love a sex and make romantic explosion. Do you like? Call 1300-SEXY-TIME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-178897043536721873?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/178897043536721873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=178897043536721873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/178897043536721873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/178897043536721873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/03/jagshe-mmeeeekkkzzzz.html' title='Jagshe-MmEeeEkKkZzzZ!'/><author><name>vindicta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yJIGDWClLpc/R8OBwRMQ71I/AAAAAAAAAAs/17zfIKsgmDE/S220/DSC_0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-492824389722870994</id><published>2007-02-16T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T20:07:27.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year symptoms</title><content type='html'>Life is getting bored without one of our goat here in Malaysia. He is been exported to Australia, we're worried then he might get raped by the Big Ass Australian goat.. we will miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News,&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year coming soon, thank god Chinese doesn't eat much lamb, so we, the goat community don't not need to be worried much about us getting slaughter by those "knnccbhkc" Alien aka Human. Weee! Aren't everyone getting excited over Chinese New Year? The day will be warm, we will have more then enough grass to MAKAN! Eat more! Enjoy life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the dude that currently in Australia, we will definitely miss you. Please take good care of your self and remember to wear when you plan to lose your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;virginity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and make sure don't fuck around too much until you get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;STD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ok?! There are few other goats will be joining you soon in Melbourne, then the goats can have goat orgy party together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-492824389722870994?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/492824389722870994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=492824389722870994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/492824389722870994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/492824389722870994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-symptoms.html' title='Chinese New Year symptoms'/><author><name>Pygmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04332326986114534088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/ddlf85/Pygmy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-1429256353406723205</id><published>2007-02-13T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T02:01:21.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Tak Nak to Goat Milking!</title><content type='html'>http://www.wikihow.com/Milk-a-Goat-by-Hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what now u ppl think you all very pro about goats already is it ? wanna teach ppl how to milk us?! u think being milk is very shiok? all our hard-stored milk being squeezed out, out of our own will. u think fun ? u try give ppl squeeze ur tit and see pain or not! suka-suka only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u ppl damn lucky we dont kick u like horses. u squeeze everything out then our baby goats eat what? u human so selfish only think about urself, nvr think of our babies. u think u feed them they happy ar? u give ur baby other ppl feed wan ar? no right? that's why dont suka suka take our milk and feed our goat babies on our behalf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GGgrrreeEeekkkKKzzzz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-1429256353406723205?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/1429256353406723205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=1429256353406723205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/1429256353406723205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/1429256353406723205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/02/say-tak-nak-to-goat-milking.html' title='Say Tak Nak to Goat Milking!'/><author><name>Anglo-Nubian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07330607092801839553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/87/Nubiangoat.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-3633990275842403238</id><published>2007-02-08T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T02:01:22.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ini is not kelakar.</title><content type='html'>Ini adalah first time I am posting di blog ini dan saya juga agree with Kambings sekalian that the heat dan no hujan kebelakangan ini have sampai di level that is very membimbangkan. Our rumput-rumput sudah turn kepada yellow car-rer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar me meng-enlighten-kan kamu para Kambings about this bencana alam that will affect setiap individu yang bernafas di this earth. Firstly, the rumputs are our makanan. Other haiwans like the deer, lembu, the anak lembu, kambings (like us) dan lain-lain lagi. These are dikenali sebagai herbivors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in our peaceful world, ada pemburu-pemburu that will come and tembak us. Lepas itu, they bawa us balik and sell to the pasar pagi and malam. Di sana, got a lot of aunties, uncles, MILFs, mak cik dan pak cik that will beli and then go home main masak-masak. Got like black pepper stylo, manis dan masam, hokkien stylo, cantonese stylo, singapore style, penang kedah&lt;br /&gt;kelantan terengganu also got. Contoh: Places like Clarke Quay ada jual "Penang Prawn Mee" (tapi they guna kambing meat instead of prawn).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right, jika manusia tidak makan, then they will mati mar betul? Because our rumputs turn yellow, then kambings cannot eat. Then when we tak boleh makan, we mati also la. Then pemburu-pemburu got nothing to buru. They duduk dalam hutan play kuku. Lepas itu, they got nothing to jual to pasar pagi dan malam. "EI-LEK, tak ada!" Then manusia also got nothing to buy, means tidak lama lagi, they also kong. Walau bagaimanapun, those manusia are karnivors. Means they makan meat and tumbuh-tumbuhan also, like ginseng that grows dekat papaya tree? Or was it mango? Tetapi manusia are very "yim chim (fussy)." Makanan baik normally tastes like tahi. Dan shit makanan (not baik for the liver, heart, kidney, kuku) normally tastes good like shit - Bak kut teh (poisonous), nasi lemak (makes you gemuk) dan lain-lain lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, when us kambings got no makanan, we will have no tenaga to go find hot female kambings to beranak and continue ke generasi yang baru. Then apa macam leh?! We will pupus lor..just like our "Auckland Islant Goat" that has already pupus di dunia ini. When we pupus, manusia got nothing to makan. Then it will affect manusia and sooner or later, semua kantoi sama-sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada keseluruhannya, no rumput means no kambings. no kambings means no manusia. no manusia means no more manusia to tanam more rumputs for the kambings to eat. jadi, as kambings, rumputs memainkan a very important peranan dalam hidup kita. So all you manusia out there, tolong jangan potong all the lalangs sini sana outside your rumah. Okay? Hari ini, today you all belajar about the rantai makanan and sikit yang ada berkaitan with global warming that will contribute to end of our beloved world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-3633990275842403238?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/3633990275842403238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=3633990275842403238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/3633990275842403238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/3633990275842403238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/02/ini-is-not-kelakar.html' title='Ini is not kelakar.'/><author><name>angorA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-513038286887468140</id><published>2007-01-29T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T15:39:25.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Is The Rain?</title><content type='html'>waking up latee from my grass-eating session last night. stupid shit got dhierra... from those yellow colour grass. end up lau-sai-ing for a few times wtf. weather looks good now already. dark clouds everywhere liao, hope it rain much much so tat de grass turn back green colour. time to hide myself b4 i get wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeeeEeeEeEkkkkK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-513038286887468140?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/513038286887468140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=513038286887468140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/513038286887468140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/513038286887468140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/01/where-is-rain.html' title='Where Is The Rain?'/><author><name>Anglo-Nubian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07330607092801839553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/87/Nubiangoat.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-3327505367479697067</id><published>2007-01-28T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T16:09:46.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today the Pygmy, Angora and of cause the  Anglo-Nubian had a mini "Jakuness" gathering at Taipan Starbucks. Apparently the Pygmy was bz doing his research, Anglo-Nubian was bz watching his/her Goat "HENTAI" animation which Angora was also bz copying all the multi racial animal porn collections from the Pygmy and the Anglo-Nubian. WoooHOOO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-3327505367479697067?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/3327505367479697067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=3327505367479697067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/3327505367479697067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/3327505367479697067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/01/lovely.html' title='Lovely!!!!'/><author><name>Pygmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04332326986114534088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/ddlf85/Pygmy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-5227972677171932230</id><published>2007-01-27T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T16:01:05.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT</title><content type='html'>today is very sunny... no rain for the past few days.. it makes us worried because no rain to water the grass.. today i went to check and it's turning yellow... better eat now before it turns into ashes.. yum yum! tastes like seaweed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeeEeEKS~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-5227972677171932230?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/5227972677171932230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=5227972677171932230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/5227972677171932230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/5227972677171932230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/01/hot.html' title='HOT'/><author><name>nigerian dwarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-2029017768731944739</id><published>2007-01-26T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T14:02:46.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meeek meek meeeekz~~</title><content type='html'>its good to be part of the kambings. meeeekz~&lt;br /&gt;as you all noe, im not familiar with this watchamallit blogging tool shit so i guess a proper post will come not anytime soon until i get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen to all the kambings??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-2029017768731944739?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/2029017768731944739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=2029017768731944739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/2029017768731944739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/2029017768731944739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/01/meeek-meek-meeeekz.html' title='meeek meek meeeekz~~'/><author><name>nigerian dwarf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656582048184154262.post-2300020895611428452</id><published>2007-01-26T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T14:07:38.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up y'all!</title><content type='html'>TheKambings' sure is going official now. Nothing much to post about now since there's not much of grass-eating sessions hahahahaha.. okay that was a lame joke to begin with. No we do not eat grass. This is just a greeting by a 'pure breed' (Eh-hem, &lt;em&gt;parias&lt;/em&gt; can go to Hell!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come, stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeEeeEeEEeKkkKkzzZZzZzZZzz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6656582048184154262-2300020895611428452?l=thekambings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/feeds/2300020895611428452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6656582048184154262&amp;postID=2300020895611428452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/2300020895611428452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6656582048184154262/posts/default/2300020895611428452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekambings.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-up-yall.html' title='What&apos;s up y&apos;all!'/><author><name>Anglo-Nubian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07330607092801839553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/87/Nubiangoat.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
