I was at work today and the boss asked if I could run out back and pull one of the belly dumps into the shop, I said sure. So I went out and knew it had been sitting for a while and that it would need to run a bit to build up enough air pressure to release the brakes. So I hopped up in the cab and fired up the engine and the air started flowing from the vents. Right about then I caught a whiff of something that could only be described as old rotting funk. I looked in the passenger seat area and it was piled with food wrappers pizza box's drink containers and anything else that would require the fat basted that drives the truck to maintain a disgusting fat body. Right about then the smell got real bad (I think there was some ass in the mix as well) I started gagging and before I knew it I bailed out and lost my lunch. I hadn't smelt anything that bad in a long time. I walked back to the office and told my boss sorry but I wasn't gonna do it. A couple minutes later he came back with a funny look on his face and said that a little meeting would be taking place. Found out later that fat body gets to go in on saturday and douche truck.