I go by a few names… JK, Ginger Pushups, Jr… I survive only by using these aliases as needed. As most people with aliases tend to do, I use them interchangeably to suit my needs, although for the most part they are regional. I consider myself a Calgarian now although I grew up in Winnipeg and I am quite literally homeless. But not in the bad way, more in the modern gypsy kinda way. 5 years ago I quit my job and sold my condo in Winnipeg to make an early exit from the proverbial rat race. Since then I have been selling snowboards at the Source on 17th Ave, a miscreant resident of Uptown Calgary. I have a sidekick named Mike Jones and when I’m single, we spoon. I’ve got a couple motorcycles, I love hockey, fantasy football and BOARD’N. My favorite color is Blonde.
Through all my misadventures and liquor fueled mayhem I somehow manage to operate and maintain a successful and strategically underexposed apparel and accessory “lifestyle” brand named EKUMENIK. Through this once small vision I have developed an opportunity to spend half my time in Indonesia, better known as the “Land of Lefts”. The surfers out there may know that its nickname is derived from a topographical phenomenon. This archipelago creates a significant amount of world-class left-handed reef breaks. This island where I live (Bali) in the middle of Southeast Asia is relentlessly exposed to the Indian Ocean. The only thing below the southern tip of Bali is Antarctica, and that’s a long way off. Essentially the ‘Island of the Gods’ is a swell magnet! This is why all of our company’s products are built and developed in Indonesia ‘Near World Class Surf’. A selfish reason no doubt, so I can get my daily ritual saltwater baptism.
I feel obligated to put a little disclaimer about the content in question although you probably don’t want to read it anyway. It’s vulgar, I’m rude, it will contain sexual exploits (god willing), excessive liquor consumption, poor grammer, non PC entertainment (like cock fighting), ranting, cursing, uninformed opinions and for the most part generally untrue or at the very least highly exaggerated stories. I do however promise to always do my best to keep up entertaining content without exposing any idiots who happen to tag along on any of these misadventures. You will be given suitable aliases to maintain your anonymity.
From the mean streets of Uptown 17th and the Rocky Mountains to the shallow reefs and fast barrels of south East Asia, The-Rooster is probably not so proud to present…
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