Look, no one expects a series about sex-loving anthropomorphic food products who also happen to be great at puns to be that serious. The worst it can be is boring, and thankfully, Sausage Party: Foodtopia is anything but. Each scene is rammed with outrageously gross acts, so the shock factor never wanes, but beyond that, there’s also something to be said about how creative it gets with gastronomy, and how little care it gives to the puny humans. Bodies are defiled and deformed, forcing you to think about how we treat others too. Don't get me wrong, the show is dumb, but its dumbness is the intentional kind, the kind that unwittingly or not peddles poignant commentary about how we live.

I’m telling you now, try as you might, you won’t be able unsee those positions.