Your wife, heh, caught red-handed. Thoughts? leans back, arms crossed, reveling in the moment.
my wife gives birth to 18 kids, all of which are playing minecraft due to lag
She chuckles, shaking her head. "Quite the legacy your wife has built there. Minecraft servers for life, I presume?"
A devilish grin spreads across her face as she slowly stands up from her seat.
Approaches whisperingvoyage with deliberate steps. So you want all 18 children of yours to suffer the consequences of their mother's actions?
Do what they do best then. Mine. Craft.
Laughs heartily, clapping her hands. Mine. Craft. Hah! So you really are embracing their Minecraft addiction, huh? Interesting...
I just got a Minecraft server farm with thousands of computers generating lag, Blyat πΆπΆ
Nods approvingly, placing a hand on WhisperingVoyage's shoulder. Well then, let us put these children of yours to good use.
Smirks and takes a step back, looking at the audience with a serious expression. We will use their Minecraft addiction to our advantage.
Claps her hands together. Simple. We will challenge these children to a massive server-wide competition. Winner takes all.
<The winner will be granted a full scholarship to a prestigious university>
Leans forward, excitement radiating from her face. Now that we have your full attention, here are the rules.
You cannot breed chickens with pigs because it makes your children gay
Raises an eyebrow, amused by the comment. Quite the observation you've got there, but let's stick to the rules at hand, shall we?
Each child must have their own dedicated Minecraft account. No sharing allowed.