Rayman Pirate-Community

Lycos is not that bad, the banner disappears after a few secs. :/

Not the top banner, but the side advertisements.

I got rid of them by javascript.

But then again, it says that if you attempt to remove advertisments then there is a chance of your website being removed

Then i'll finally put some time in finding a new host

I can host @ my dad too, but i have to find a regular income, so i can have a domain name. And so forth.

heh, on one forum a guy asked where he could find a free host which would let him to use php, java and others + 1000mbs bandwidth and stuff. I doubt there is such a free host.
TK, don't be such a guy, just get a paid host, that would be so cool. heh, i like spending other's muney

My dad has such a host

A refugee from Florida and Ohio, I was in a beach house in Oregon overlooking a foggy coastline and the Pacific Ocean. I placed a call to the academic department director at the Art Institute of Portland who was to hire me to develop a course in the history of graphic design, in order to finalize the arrangements and get started on the project. She proceeded to relate to me what had happened to the World Trade Centers and the Pentagon. The rest of the weekend was spent in a fog – literally, a heavy one, in front of my eyes – punctuated with assaulting and arresting visual images of the attacks on the monoliths.

bad site

The Lycos frame remains.

With some 404 error, thank god it's gone anyways, he would've put up pic's of himself raping helpless chickens.

Here is another dead board...

Circle of life

Almost all Rayman boards die.

A refugee from California and New York, I was in a beach house in Oregon overlooking a foggy coastline and the Pacific Ocean. I placed a call to the academic department director at the Art Institute of Portland who was to hire me to develop a course in the history of graphic design, in order to finalize the arrangements and get started on the project. She proceeded to relate to me what had happened to the World Trade Centers and the Pentagon. The rest of the weekend was spent in a fog – literally, a heavy one, in front of my eyes – punctuated with assaulting and arresting visual images of the attacks on the monoliths.