Whispy tears of nostalgia...

Along time ago, in a childhood far, far away I had most of those action figures and they were all I thought about. One time I even had a Boba Fett birthday cake (thanks mom). Now I watch my son watch the trilogy. It's pretty awesome. He wants to chop off hands with his toy lightsaber. He won't know about Jar Jar Binks until he is old enough to handle the cold, existential realities of life. Maybe after his first girlfriend breaks up with him...

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