Empty threats

The sentence that is coming out of my mouth is coming to an end and as I search my brain for a quick keyword to complete this ultimatum...."I'll take way your...what?"  Dolls?  Trucks? Money? The fact that you have spent your entire day stringing my dental floss in and out of all the master bathroom cabinet pulls doesn't make that much of a threat seeing as you would rather play with that instead....and 35cents at the bottom of a ceramic rabbit with a slit in the top and a piece of duct tape holding the bottom shut doesn't exactly move mountains either.