My kids love Star Wars and Legos, and just had their birthdays, so naturally each is now in possession of a Mandalorian Battle Pack. And, because they're 4 and 7, the pieces are hopelessly mixed up with pieces of other sets. While sitting on the floor and looking through minifigures with them the other day, I noticed the distinctive Mandalorian helmet on a guy and immediately picked him up to play with, because the Mandalorians are inherently cool...
Then I noticed the body:
And in that moment, the legend of Farmer Deathwatch was born.
Traveling through hyperspace on a camel ain't like dusting crops, boy! Without precise calculations we could fly right through a star or bounce too close to a supernova, and that'd end your trip real quick, wouldn't it?
