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.
I swear, Cam, you're gonna force me to make a joke about YOUR undies. Don't let that happen.