Designer Challenge: Build the Smallest Porn Site...

you paying ?

sounds like it's rigged....

lol

lets see who can jerk off to the smallest thumb, wtf dude go get a life

so what do i win?

hahaha

Funny, but, you don't win anything. You can't see the content of the site.

Anyhow, it was just a challenge to see how creative people are.

that's how they all start out.... but they always end in chaos and controversy.

amp was right - the fucker is rigged.

Shit!

No problem. If chaos and controversy always happens, there's no point to it then. Just trying to get the proverbial "creative juices" flowing. No rigging. No prize. Just a challenge.

see... that's the first sign... it's rigged.

I learned my fucking lesson well this summer.

I won't be a part of another *designer* contest no matter what the prize/goal/reason/etc.... as evident from my non-participation in the Zebra "Private Gold" $7500 contest..... which, by the way, also ended in chaos and controversy and wild accusation/speculation/ranting from both participants and spectators.

uh uh.... I only need to be beaten over the head once.

Damn I got too much sparetime...
I made a tiny pornsite, lol...
Too bad it refuses to open such a small window I want...
well give it a shot (be sure to check out the tour with preview-pics!):


http://www.drunkamateur.com/smallpornsite/

I think it will convert pretty well!

LMAO
nice work Mellow thats pretty funny

very cute

Uh oh, Lawrence is loosing it....

MINE IS SMALLER!!!

http://www.drunkamateur.com/smallpornsite/

what! I could clearly see that that was a single pixel from a hardcore photo shoot with one young sexy babe getting the shit fucked outa her!

I once saw an ascii contest like this - to make the smallest full-fledged site.
The winner was a porn site - entire site totalled 7k and had three different pictures of nekkid women done in like 72-pixel size blocks. Flesh colored for the skin, diff. colors for the hair, and a nice block of pink. ;)

you need to ease up with the gayness dude.

this is by far the dumbest thread ever...fuck off

jesus

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The site exists in between the two arrows.

Where is my prize?

Cool! I made one a while ago... I think mine was slightly less than 15k. But, damn! 7k!!! That's small! LOL

LOL! That's some funny shit! LOL... Yeah, I think I could make out the mole on the left side of her p-lips. Pretty wicked!

NICE! Me Likes!

I'm thinking that ALL TGP galleries should be no larger than 100x80. That way... The surfer really can't see anything... and will want desperately to see some big photos!!!

Think of the collective bandwidth savings!!!



I'm still working on my smallsite. Should be done soon.

wtf - OK Lawrence Connor is definitely someone we know...

I made one a while ago but never had the time to finish it or promote it: http://www.tinypornsite.com

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tripping the light fantastic, eating dessicant packets, slurping your soup, teasing zoo-confined carnivores with the unconscious body of your drunken friend, forgetting your birthday, sleeping on park benches, uncontrolled lucidity, shopping at midnight, extracting retsin from breath mints, mining for booger-nuggets, standing in line for colostomy bags, driving to Las Vegas on 3 hours of sleep and 2 fifths of vodka, hair discoloration, heart palpatations, sweet tooth, potty mouth, enlarged pineal gland, retinal clouding, pre-natal balding, having your unconscious body used to tease zoo-confined carnivores, heart-shaped boils, memory loss, arterial expansion, cyberpsychosis, spam, liver infection, pus deficiency, lowered cholesterol, swelling of the feet, tinitus, pre-approval for a corporate credit card, post-traumatic bladder dysfunction, desalinization, sensitization of the face, numbing of the ears, the pilfering of your lucky charms by a very short person of celtic descent, naming 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the local "natural foods" store, giving the gift of love with a restraining order, wearing out the spot in your copy of Star Wars where the storm trooper bangs his head on the door, cold hands, organizing your life with sticky notes in hopes that once the glue wears off and the note falls away into oblivion the task will no longer be needed, drinking straight from the bottle bypassing the unnecessary middleman, spam spam spam spam eggs bacon and spam, asking for the triple whammy mother of all heart stoppers bacon and fat sandwich at the sandwich place, coordinating black ops in your free time, random vorpal bunny attacks, whirled peas, sidewalk climbing, dreams of being chased by lemmings, flatulence, cold coffee, jungle rot, hay fever, headaches, incontinence, world domination, higher interest rates, lowered property values, dead parrots, walking silly, being assaulted by a gang of grannies, naming your son Sue, fallen arches, higher numbers in the arbitron, reduced capacitance, a desire to travel, a greener looking lawn, fewer neighborhood pets, x-ray vision, runny nose, picking the winning lotto numbers in the wrong state lottery, showing up for work 30 minutes early and leaving 30 minutes late, color blindness, using a no. 3 instead of a no. 2 pencil, making plans for Nigel, getting blind drunk with Boris Yeltsin in a kareoke bar singing opera with chinese "ladies of the evening", two exits no waiting, lactose intolerance, hereditary blindness, expecting to buy "Saving Private Ryan" on DVD only to find out that Steven Spielberg is a DIVX supporter (the bastard), short pants, explosive diarrhea, halitosis, shortness of breath, irregularity, increased mucuous flow, LOST CARRIER..., gas that would embarrass a bulldog, the kind of ugly you just can't run from, worn out shoes, 20 foot paint jobs, a doctorate in sanskrit, shifting your paradigm, and chafing.

i see content. that's a nipple!

Man too bad you never met spacedog.