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My Blog: Gods Gang ((Poem i Wrote))
By: Sk8trBoy_Michael

GODS Gang

A new gang a comin', that's been here forever,
If you and hurt them, it don't matter for they endeavor
God's Gang has been around since the dawn of Time
Members in the millions, and most don't do crime!
No matter the odds, no matter what the stakes
There are tests a plenty, but His will never breaks!
You wanna be jumped in, now here is your chance,
Love God, and your brother, now make that stance!
Hispanic, White, Black, and even Puerto Rican
All races, all species is what God's seekin'
No colors, no turf, and no Gang War
Just Love of GOD, who could ask for more
We all say that actions speak louder than words,
Many times His miracles held at bay the massive hordes.
Free will He gave us, asking only that we obey and repent
Showing an unselfish love, and sacrifice; His Son was
sent...

Michael Granger

Published On: 1/18/2007

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Snowboard.com News: Endeavor Snowboards Signs Kale Stephens to Professional Team
By: Snowboard.com

Scott Surfas Photo

Endeavor Snowboards is excited to announce the addition of professional snowboarder Kale Stephens to the team. Signing Kale is just one of the many exciting events happening at Endeavor this fall.

Kale’s powerful riding style combined with his devout work ethic is a perfect fit for the Endeavor family. His familiarity of the Whistler backcountry has earned him a standout part in the upcoming Whiteout Film “Wear it Well”. Kale’s antics on and off the slopes keep him grounded in the sport where success can easily go to one’s head – Kale is the definition of snowboarding. “Kale is a solid name in snowboarding. Having parts in Mac Dawg and Whiteout movies for the last five years, it’s time for Kale to really make an impact on snowboarding. I believe both Endeavor and Kale will benefit immensely from this relationship” says managing director Max Jenke.

Kale is presently coaching at Camp of Champions in Whistler and will be traveling to New Zealand in August to film and ride with the Billabong team. As well, Kale will be pursuing his own endeavor, Airhole, with business partner Chris Brown. Kale’s other sponsors include Billabong, IS Design, SP, Drop, DVS, the Circle, and Airhole.

Scott Surfas Photo

www.endeavorsnowboards.com

Published On: 7/19/2006

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My Journal: mindless self indulgence
By: ScrapPaper

o gawd =*(
i demoed endeavor's 06/07 diamond board today...
long story short i fell in love with it
but i'm basically gone all summer this year...no time to work
where am i gonna get the money =*( haha

neway props to the dudes for hooking me up and putting up with me haha
(and thanks for the stickers =D weeeee)
and thanks to dad for leaving his credit card with them as collateral haha

Published On: 2/25/2006

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My Blog: NEW POEM (LONG, sad all thoe its not mine its my friends it means alot to me) but she is gone now...
By: DrunkinMunkey

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw countless haplessly orphaned children; being viciously kicked into dustbins of malice; for ostensibly no reason or rhyme,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw the pricelessly innocuous female fetus; being brutally assassinated and aborted; right in the very depths of the unassailably godly womb,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw heartlessly cold-blooded men; ruthlessly felling innumerable a tree; using its blessed branches; trunk and roots; for evolving lifelessly wastrel commodities,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw demonically manipulating politicians; weigh the very essence of unconquerably righteous life; in terms of wantonly decrepit currency coin,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw innocently minor girls being brutally raped; by the diabolically idiosyncratic perversions of sadistic man,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw peerlessly impeccable blood being parasitically sucked from newborn forms; just in order to spuriously enrich and consecrate; the already blessed and bountiful human form,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw boundless wives and children reduced to a cadaverous carcass; as the man of the family simply refrained to budge an inch to earn; cannibalistically guzzling the last dropp of wine and vixen; to be found of planet earth,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw beautifully fructifying wildlife being emotionlessly beheaded; just in order to become the exuberant delicacy; of the already replenished palette,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw robustly ebullient organisms doing nothing but just endlessly gazing at fathomless sky; nonsensically proclaiming that their destiny would one day and eventually take them to the absolute epitome of cloud nine,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw one man derogatorily slaving and slavering for another man; wherein the Omnipotent Creator had created all symbiotically equal in the first place,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw millions of innocent being indiscriminately butchered; in the wrath and aftermath of barbarously thwarting bombardment and war,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw satanic terrorists launch an inconsolably pulverizing assault on one particular fraternity of mankind; in the name of sacrifice to the Omnipresent Lord,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw hordes of people blindfoldedly offering their last ounce of wealth to the Omnipotent deity of the Lord; who in the first place owned every speck of the unending Universe; and who wanted them to benevolently donate the same to all suffering living kind instead,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw school going girls and boys begging hoarsely on the obdurately chauvinistic streets; with their parents abhorrently using them to tickle the soft corner of the opulent society,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw women of all ages; right from the age of my daughter; to sister to mother; tawdrily selling their flesh to hedonistically dastardly men; just for securing those two quintessential morsels of food,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw limitless dying unattended on the freezing streets; because of unforgivably ghastly corruption; viciously infiltrating in every echelon of the government and society,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw impudently pretentious brats; telling their life-bestowing parents to clean the stagnating shi*t in their houses; whilst they themselves deliriously drowned themselves; into barrels of sinfully expensive wine and cigarette smoke,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw the most perpetually faithful of lovers salaciously separate like a miserably broken leaf; at the tiniest of objection from the sanctimoniously turgid society,

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself. Everytime I saw selfishly shriveled man; praying to God for solely impregnating his lungs with a countless breaths; instead of immortally sharing the same in perfect symbiosis with endless numbers of his own kind,

But when I was actually committing suicide. I felt that any form of life was better than death; as I approached my very last breath. For if at all I could endeavor my very best to ameliorate every fraternity of estranged and maliciously cannibalistic living kind; then by the grace of God it could be only while in undefeated life and not the slightest after stonily gory death…

Published On: 12/2/2005

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My Journal: 14/3/2004 By: pointandclick
check http://www.endeavorsnowboards.com/popups/Contests1.jpg i made the poster on the left...for reals. so stoked, thanks adam. oh and to anyone riding at sunshine on friday i'll see you there. Published On: 3/14/2004 Add/View Comments (0)

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