One time, when I was 5, we lived next door to a girl my age. Her grandparents gave her a Popple. I wanted it so badly that I asserted my Alpha Girl status, and she gave it to me.
A few days later when her grandparents found out she gave it away, they sent her to our house to reclaim it. As she was carrying it home, I ran down the hallway and, with a flying leap, tackled her to the ground.
My family brings up this story frequently.