SmidgeX2, What the hell is Mineplas
Hey, you likely found this blog from my youtube, Chances are, you are one of those Plainapple287 fans, some guy who met me on discord, or a member from the old Mineplas SMP from PlasWrathX2. Its died off, no one went on it fo
r such a long time that it shut down. However, its back. If you want to join, the IP is mineplassmp.falixsrv.me no more assternos or outerworlds whatever the hell it is. I particularly dont like falixnodes because theyre a bitch about the adblockers and shit. If you go into the world, I can hear some of you screaming directly into my face "SMIDGEX2, MOST OF THE SHIT HERE DOESNT DO ANYTHING" What do you expect were still working on it. Me, LegionX2, PlasWrathX2, and some other guys are working on it. You can join from, supposedly any version but every time i try to run it on 1.12.2 it fucking crashes. Wow this sucks. Also if you want to join the discord, its https://discord.com/invite/uXPqX4TqW5 Now you might be familiar with that link from that video dissing my fucking demented haters, there was an ad for plasgames at the end
I dont know either. I asked Plas why did PlasGames never roll out, hes been working on MinePlas SMP reborn which is what the discord server is called. I might ask him why and ill leave a comment explaining why, but whatever, Some promises are just too good to be true. We were gonna have a realm, but then again, why the hell do I accidentally repeat myself holy crap.
I dont care about any of whats down here but this is for you guys who like to read about stupid crap that doesnt make sense. God I dont care about this stupid crap. I feel like im sniffing glue. Anyways reading all this stupid crap is like watching paint dry, read if you like. MinePlas SMP was a server I was moved to when LegionX2s server, well someone said it was shutting down but it never did. Well hey, I met PlasWrathX2 anyways, he was, well, the owner, but there was this guy named cpvp that everyone hated but then there was plaswrathx2 himself. Also some stupid powertripper just randomly started controlling me what the fucking hell am i talking about i dont care Im too fucking lazy to read and type yeah yeah
what the hell is all this stupid slop qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm but yea theres been some drama there are people who are fucking racist and shit they make jokes about fucking atrocities and whatfuckingever i dont care about this post its just stupid yeah yeah whatever. wow, youre brave, WHAT??! Never have I THOUGHT ID FIND SOMEONE WHOD READ ALL THAT SHIT
time for some stupid crap that no ones gonna fucking read
"Canned Spam (#5662)
The three-and-a-half-minute sketch is set in the fictional Green Midget Cafe in Bromley. An argument develops between the waitress, who recites a menu in which nearly every dish contains Spam, and Mrs. Bun, who does not like Spam. She asks for a dish without Spam, much to the amazement of her Spam-loving husband. The waitress responds to this request with disgust. Mr. Bun offers to take her Spam instead, and asks for a dish containing a lot of Spam and baked beans. The waitress says no since they are out of baked beans; when Mr. Bun asks for a substitution of Spam, the waitress again responds with disgust. At several points, a group of Vikings in the restaurant interrupts conversation by loudly singing about Spam. The irate waitress orders them to shut up, but they resume singing more loudly. A Hungarian tourist comes to the counter, trying to order by using a wholly inaccurate Hungarian/English phrasebook Ca reference to a previous sketch). He is rapidly escorted away by a police constable. The sketch abruptly cuts to a historian in a television studio talking about the origin of the Vikings in the café. As he goes on, he begins to increasingly insert the word "Spam" into every sentence, and the backdrop is raised to reveal the restaurant set behind. The historian joins the Vikings in their song, and Mr. and Mrs. Bun are lifted by wires out of the scene while the singing continues. In the original televised performance, the closing credits begin to scroll with the singing still audible in the background. hbmlcanned_spam" -
HBM's Nuclear Tech - Extended Edition
Whats this Im holding? "...am I even holding this right?
It's a small metal thing. Idk where it's from
or what it does, maybe they found it on a junkyard and sold it as some kind of antique artifact. If it weren't for the fact that I can actually stuff this into some great big laser reactor thing, I'd probably bring it back to where
it belongs. In the trash," - HBM
You should not have come here.
This is not a place of honor. No great deed is commemorated here.
Nothing of value is here.
What is here is dangerous and repulsive,
We considered ourselves a powerful culture. We harnessed the hidden fire, and used it for our own purposes.
Then we saw the fire could burn within living things, unnoticed until it destroyed them.
And we were afraid.
We built great tombs to hold the fire for one hundred
thousand years, after which it would no longer kill.
If this place is opened, the fire will not be isolated from the world, and we will have failed to protect you.
Leave this place and never come back.
Apocalypse Fusion Casserole
“A dish so powerful, it ends dinners—and timelines.”
🧪 Ingredients:
- 1 Canned Asbestos
- 1 Digamma RBMK Fuel Rod
- 1 Demon Core Lamp
- ½ cup fresh molten Corium
- A splash of Deuterium
- A dash of Tritium
- 1 vial Lethal Injection
- 1 tbsp Undefined
- 1 grated Lead Block
- 1 Dyatlov Meltdown Applicator
- 1 Antimatter Cluster
- 1 Antischrabidium Cell
- 2 tbsp crushed Schrabidium Ore
- A pinch of Antimatter
☢️ Instructions:
Preheat reactor to 40,000°C. If kitchen glows blue, proceed.
Mix asbestos, lead, and schrabidium in a plutonium bowl.
Fold in Demon Core Lamp (expect resistance). Wear quantum gloves.
Add corium. Stir as bowl melts into the quantum foam.
Whisk deuterium, tritium, and lethal injection in a containment field.
Pour glaze into main mix. Stir with RBMK rod (it’ll survive).
Sprinkle undefined. Hope for the best.
Load into anti-reality casserole dish. Top with antimatter cluster. Run.
Bake until cosmic hums or physics breaks.
Plate with pure antimatter. Serve instantly. Or don't.
☢️ Notes:
Pair with: Chernobyl wine, aged in graphite.
Calories: ∞
Half-life: 24,000 years (better served fresh!)
ahh ahh yea yea i hear you you want a good song now well some stupid shit about my haters.
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
Throw them some emeralds, and they work so hard
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
I don't even ask if they got apple card
They're gonna find me a replacement port this Christmas
They're gonna clean all my macbooks this Christmas
They're gonna clear up my useless pile of garbage this Christmas
Those illegals in my yard
They're gonna melt down my dfc this Christmas
They're gonna advertise my discord server this Christmas
They're gonna cook me up some antischrabidium this Christmas
Those illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
16 arrive with stolen macs
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
When they're not working they stay in the cell
They're gonna drink some schrabidium trisulfide this christmas
They're gonna shoot some uu matter this Christmas
They're gonna get DUIs this Christmas
Those illegals in my yard
They're getting unauthorized apple repairs this Christmas
They're going to see those dark bars at the top of the screen this Christmas
They're gonna scream "save me" this Christmas
Those illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
One at a time tainting this world
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
Illegals in my yard
Deleted User sent his kind regards
They're gonna tackle Nitrobunny this Christmas
They're gonna chase down PlasWrathX2 this Christmas
They're gonna join up with "my haters" this Christmas
Those illegals in my yard
They're gonna spread stockholm syndrome this Christmas
They're gonna bring me lots of PTSD this Christmas
They're gonna start an armaggedon this Christmas
Those illegals in my yard
Please do not read the comments, its just stupid fucking spam from r****ded trolls, well i marked that shit as spam so it might not show up. thank god.
Oh shit theres no more comments cuz fuck blogger.