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.