A couple of weeks ago, our son begged and begged for a General Grevious action figure. He is terrified of Revenge of the Sith, won't watch the movie because General Grevious at the beginning scared him to death! But, here we are at the grocery store every week, "Please, oh please Mom, can I have a General Grevious toy??"

I did not buy him a General Grevious toy during any of our trips because the only one they had at the store was the "Exploding" version. A mother's instinct is never wrong. Take note.

So Daddy takes the padawan to the grocery store and what happens? Of course, he begs: "Daddy, please oh please can I have a General Grevious toy?" Well, Daddy doesn't read the box and see the "exploding" feature of this action figure. He purchases it, they bring it home, open the box....

Well, Exploding General Grevious managed to maintain his form for about 3 minutes. The padawan initially just held him in his hands, taking in all the details - the 4 arms, the cool body armor - and asking us a few questions about him. Then it was time to play.... Um, Exploding General Grevious was true to his name, he certainly exploded all over the floor without a problem.

But now Mommy & Daddy have another issue on their hands: how to put him back together! No easy feat considering the cat went crazy and started swiping the parts all over the place as we were trying to find them all. A child who was "helping" by picking up some pieces and trying to put them back together. And two adults who between the two of them couldn't remember what the toy looked like exactly before it exploded.

Needless to say, Exploding General Grevious was never put back together again. His parts now remain scattered about our old house, probably to be found years later by the new owners (what the heck is this arm from?) under radiators and under floorboards.

A more apt name for Exploding General Grevious should have been: "The-I-just-wasted-$8-on-General Grevious Shrapnel Action Figure."

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UPDATE:

Here's a picture of the original action figure.

I wanted to just post an update on this very comical toy and the events surrounding its residence at our home. Since the first EGG (ha! I love the irony of the anagram) exploded, we have moved to a new house. I thought for sure all the parts of him were lost forever to us, destined to be a thorn in the side of the new owners every time they swept under the radiators. But, no. We have found the parts of EGG scattered about the bottoms of the toy boxes at our new home. We have been able to put him back together, but there are no "snapping" parts so he has no hope of even being glued together some day.

Yesterday, day after Christmas, we arrived at my parents' house to spend a few days visiting. My parents always spoil my son with a million toys he doesn't need and always tend to buy things that are WAY too big to fit in our trunk. Not yesterday! Oh no! What toy does he unwrap?

Ok...I'll wait for you to guess....

YES! Exploding General Grevious! My son tears through the wrapping paper and takes one look at it and says, "Oh no. Not Exploding General Grevious. Gramma, he falls apart." He then throws it down on the floor and moves on to the next gift.

My parents looked at me with the utmost confusion. "I thought it looked like a fun action figure!" my mom said. So, I told her about our first experience with the EGG.

One thing you should know about my mother is that she is obsessed with keeping toys "mint in the box." When my brother & I were kids, she would buy us one action figure to play with then the duplicate to "put away" for that allusive "someday" when all star wars action figures would be worth $1million (EACH!). In recent years, she has obsessed about how much our toys are worth "now" only to be disappointed that they are worth less than what she originally paid (adjusted for inflation since 1977). This all said...

Yesterday she said about EGG: "You should keep this one unopened and put it away." I groaned thinking here we go... "You never know, in all the world, you may be the only people with the Exploding General Grevious still together with all his parts!"

Great point, Mom!

Needless to say, we're transporting EGG carefully in his plastic and cardboard prison to await the day when this one action figure will be worth enough for us to buy that pony we always dreamed of.