Buy your wheelbarrow to haul tomorrow’s dollars round in today...before that price goes up, too!
Buckle up, folks
The old story (Reagan?) about the guy that would leave East Berlin with a wheelbarrow full of stuff and go to W. Berlin each day. The guard would go through the contents and never find any contraband.
One day the wheelbarrow guy leaves, and yells back to the guard “Hey - it’s my last day of work and I’m retiring. You never figured out what I was smuggling! It was the wheelbarrows!”