Romanticizing the mundane always holds an appeal for me. Reminds me of The Fuggs' "Symphony to an Unknown Drainpipe."

He did manage to make it sexy, didn't he? Where're my shop rags?

What you find out there is amazing, but Peter, ya gotta start giving it a rest, or by the time you're 50, you're neck will no longer be able to support the thickness of your eyeglasses.
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I never wanted to run in an election, but I always thought it'd be cool to die in office.