(says aloud): Look, Mommy -- I don't have to use my hands to make Mr. Weiner feel good anymore.
(thinks to himself): What luck -- I was trying to invent a stupider mode of transportation, but serendipitously created a brand new, hands-free method of making Mr. Weiner feel good.
(imagines girls saying): He is so cool now. Let's have a naked swordfight to see who gets to be Mrs. Weiner.