Our daily office routine consists of Kierkegaard, Hegel and Cunt. Sometimes some Joyce with James, but only when the student assistant wants to have her bun greased. To completely lose our contenace it only took one movie: Sausage Party! Suddenly everything is fucking and Billy Boy. We counter this sexualized madness with a cinema tour. People need to come to their senses while throwing cans, racing shopping carts and Face in The Hole (it’s really called that)! The kitchen philosophers of Neverest give their best as always….