Scum and Villainy: Star Wars TCG & Pocketmodels

Everybody has an off day.

A sick day.

A day where it is impossible to force your pyjamas anywhere past your fucking knees.

One of those days where you don't make it beyond the bathroom or refrigerator depending on the layout of your domicile.  Yesterday being of those days; while I wallowed in my own fetid distillery-stench and self-loathing I spied something odd peeking out at me from a cracked dresser drawer that I haven't touched since 2008 - at least.

 

Boba Fett, silently judging me amongst a mass of old, too large, too colourful clothing that I've been too lazy to even consider thinking about for the past four years.