Fucking brilliant!
Reminds me of an old guy who used to clean the office in the evenings who I would see whenever I stayed late. He had an old battered vacuum cleaner that he used, and like most of his stuff it required constant fiddling to keep it going. One night I came around a corner just as the bag on the vacuum cleaner came loose, resulting in a huge cloud from which came much cursing and coughing.

After that he was known as Dusty.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 7 Mar 2011, 18:24, Reply)