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Collections / Re:Sears Canada Death Star & Palitoy.
« on: December 24, 2002, 06:17 PM »
I am unsure of what year they came out. I would guess that it was issued between 1977 & 1979.
I have the Palitoy catalogue & it's dated 1979.
A very good question. I must ask around.  ;)

Well take didn't take long. Made there way around in 1979.

Watto's Junk Yard / Re:Word Association.
« on: December 24, 2002, 06:01 PM »

Watto's Junk Yard / Re:Word Association.
« on: December 24, 2002, 05:33 PM »

Feedback / 12 in Goldenrod's feedback
« on: December 24, 2002, 12:47 PM »
I just received an early X-Mas gift.  The new R2-D2 & 3PO Holiday Edition figure set. Just in time for the holiday's.
It's cute. Thanks Mike.  ;)

I was just searching around on & type in Twas The Night Before Christmas Star Wars. After awhile I found it. Great search engine.  ;)

Watto's Junk Yard / Re:Who Is it?
« on: December 24, 2002, 12:00 PM »
Is this person from Middle Earth? ;)

Nope, not the middle.

Watto's Junk Yard / Re:Word Association.
« on: December 24, 2002, 11:59 AM »

Vintage Kenner / Re:AFA 85 Vintage DROIDS BOBA FETT.
« on: December 24, 2002, 11:56 AM »
There alot of talk about the piece that, the way the head is turned to it's side makes it less desirable.
As for bidding, no I did not. I can't afford something like that.  :(

Vintage Kenner / Re:What Is Your Vintage Collection Dream Item?
« on: December 24, 2002, 11:54 AM »
Ahhhh. Children. That's cool. Did I ever show you my Pride & Joy? Check it out.

 J/K.  ;D ;D ;D ;) :P

Watto's Junk Yard / Re:Who Is it?
« on: December 24, 2002, 04:05 AM »
Nope & nope again.

I found this on the net. Enjoy.

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the stars
Things were all right, except for some wars;
The stockings were hung in my smuggling freighter,
In hopes that St. Bobafett would stop by here later;

The clients were nestled all snug in my ship
(They promised 17 thou for an Alderaan trip);
My first mate in fur and I in my vest
Napped, eager for the pay from our guests.

When out on the hull there arose such a buzz,
I checked the ship's sensors to see what the deal was.
I picked up visual scanning and looked into space,
Pressing against the canopy the nose on my face.

The stars in the distance lightened the Falcon in motion,
Making things brighter than a TIE fighter explosion,
When, what to my wondering eyes looked upon,
But an elephant-looking ship, and eight tiny taun-tauns,

With a masked, armored pilot, if I were to bet,
I would in a flash have said it was Fett.
More rapid than speeders, his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

Now, Johnny! now, Ralphie! now Benny, and Gary!
On Irvin! on Frankie! on Richie, and Larry!
To the top of the Falcon! to the ship's quadrant rear!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away near!"

As mynocks onto your ship they will hug,
Whenever you're in the intestines of a giant space slug,
So on to the Falcon the tauntauns they flew,
With a cargo hold of toys, and St. Bobafett too.

And then, on the hull, I heard the beasts walk about
(They smell worse on the inside than they do on the out).
As I left the cockpit and snuck through the lounge,
In the exhaust port St. Bobafett came with a bound.

Accentuating his armor were a red velvet cloak,
a hat, and two gloves (all were blackened by smoke);
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
Careful not to set off his touchy jet pack.

His mask -- it was weathered! His cape was all torn!
His boots had small holes, his pants were all worn!
While his bounty hunting skills left much to be desired,
One who gives gifts and good cheer must be admired.

He downed the blue milk and wolfed all the cookies
That were set there for him by me and the Wookiee,
He sure loved dessert, since he sported a gut
That shook when he mumbled, like a certain vile Hutt.

He clumsily sneaked, without right jolly old guile,
So I let loose a sheepish grin, in true Harrison style;
His glance towards me, his salute as I peeked,
Soon gave me to know 'twas not bounty he seeked;

He murmered a bit, that guy so laconic,
While filling the stockings with gadgets 'lectronic.
Then laying his finger aside his trademark mask "T",
And giving a nod, out the exhaust port he fleed;

Towards the stars he then flew, only without his starship;
His jet pack had fired 'cause the Unlucky One had tripped!
I heard him cry out -- though effeminately like Ma --

Collections / Sears Canada Death Star & Palitoy.
« on: December 23, 2002, 11:43 PM »
I got these 2 in the mail. A Canadian & Palitoy Cardboard Death Star. Both complete but with no box or instructions.

Bottom of the Palitoy.

Vintage Kenner / Re:Latest Scores
« on: December 23, 2002, 11:40 PM »
Very nice. Yep, Bob is the man.  ;)
Always a pleasure dealing with him.  :)

I got these in the mail. A Sears Canada Death Star & a Palitoy Death Star Cardboard. That makes 2 I have. I'll post pic's in the collection area.

Watto's Junk Yard / Re:Word Association.
« on: December 23, 2002, 11:30 PM »
Laboratory.  :P

Watto's Junk Yard / Re:Word Association.
« on: December 23, 2002, 11:20 PM »

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