March 23, 2001

Pregnant lamps deliver cool florescent bulbs.

Surprisingly, the fulcrum managed to perfectly balance the pregnant woman as she reached in vain for replacement lightbulbs.

"Give me my lightbulb before this teeter-totter throws me to the moon!"

Sam desperately hoped casting a lightbulb at the moon would cause it to fall down and play teeter-totter with him.

"Just a sec... When I throw this lightbulb at the moon I'll go play."

Hoping to win the grand prize, Timmy aimed his cupcake precisely into the crescent roll.