When I was 8 or 9 years old, my mother took me to the Mall and I bought Bossk with my own money (back in 1981-2, that had to be, what, $4?). Anyway, I was so excited I finally got him I opened him in the car, despite my mother's yelling "don't open that thing in the car, you'll lose the pieces." So, anyway, we finally got home, and sure enough, I lost his gun.
Moral of the story #1: Listen to your mother
Moral #2: Don't open your action figures in the backseat of a 1980 Monte Carlo at night when you're 8 years old.