primitive camping

My wife thinks we should fork over a chunk of our tax return to her, but I’m like, “No way, Jose!” I suggested we get her a fancy birthday present instead, but my wife wasn’t having it. She started calling me a villain with a heart as black as obsidian, but I’m just trying to keep our diamonds safe, you know?

So, long story short, if you want to escape the drama and mine your heart out in peace, join our server! We’ve got more treasure than a desert temple and more laughs than a creeper explosion. Plus, you won’t have to deal with any mother-in-law tax collectors – unless you count the villagers, but they’re a whole different story. So, come on over and let’s craft some epic memories together!