So, I am pretty sure that the Star Wars kid lives across the street from me. And I am pretty sure that the yard sale that they were having was full of all of his toys and that it was a some kind of punishment.  He looked so sad sitting there in his front lawn staring down at his sandals in his family guy shirt. I am pretty sure that he accidentally sabered the cat and thus his parents made him sell all of his toys. I guess that he has a strict “No force on the parents” policy. Or else his parents definitely wouldn’t pull crap like making him sell his toys. And let me tell ya, as far as toys go, it was prime real estate. Not one soul stopped by the yard sale though. He must have been using his Jedi mind tricks. Clever little bugger.