The Fairly OddParents2001

Dad:
Maybe I should start doing the things on my bucket list. [picks up bucket with paper sticking out of it] Wait, this isn't the list; it's a receipt for the bucket. Oh, oh, here it is! Eh, let's see... Buy bucket. Did that. Ooh, join some kind of club. Let's see if the paper has any clubs listed. [starts reading newspaper] Sewing club. That sounds like fun.

Timmy:
[looks at newspaper headline, "You're doomed, Timmy Turner!" and screams in terror]

Timmy:
What is it, Timmy? Have you heard not so good things about the sewing club?

Timmy:
No, Dad. My sworn enemies have teamed up to destroy me.

Dad:
So, the sewing club is fine then? Oh, that's a relief! See ya! [throws newspaper on Timmy's head and runs off]