I am the red wheelbarrow of communism. William Carlos Williams wrote a poem about me.

“Be that as it may, it may be maybe, or it may be May, Bee.”

“A blanket, coupled with an impressive erection, could serve as a suitable repla…”

“What is life without death? That's like asking what is peanut butter without je…”

“I am not a professionally trained professional. I am an amateur professional!”