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.