My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

There’s a particular funk that comes over the cab of the truck after a few weeks so unique in odor it can only be one thing: dried and aged dump juice.

The tang of male cat urine, wet rust, decomposed cardboard and mushrooms, the muck of low tide and the mud from a stagnant pond, the whiff of an old unplugged refrigerator door opening, cheese induced flatulence – these are some of notes ringing in your nose when you sit in the truck.