>Get my dog >Train her for weeks using homemade machines to upgrade her so that she is able to perform at maximum box opening capabilities >Put her in box-opening competitions >She's better than I thought >We go national >My dog becomes so inspiring that world leaders are convinced to make box-opening an Olympic sport >Fast-forward multiple years later >It's time for the Olympics >My dog is the US box-opening athlete >We win the competitions up until that last day >There is an athlete from Russia, nicknamed "Candy Bars" for how much candy he ate before he got in shape >But at that point he was known as "Pure Destruction" just from how ripped he was >It's a fierce competition > He was too good >Candy Bars just kept beating my dog >Until the final competition >Whoever won this took home the gold >It was timed box opening >Whoever could open the most boxes in 60 seconds would win, and become an Olympic Star >Candy Bars started off strong, but he couldn't keep up >Our American training was too superior >But he tried his hardest >He started to catch up, and soon they were tied >The time was running out >3,2,1 >Gotta Blast! >Into the Stars, and bye, Candy Bars! Comes a kid with a knack for invention >With a super-powered mind, a mechanical canine, rescues the day from Pure Destruction >This is the theme song >Of Jimmy Neutron[/quote]