That reminds me of a feller who used to work where I do. He ran a milling machine, hardly ever was bathed, stunk, had a long, greasy pony tail, and had only two teeth. He had a set of dentures that he put in only at lunch time, but took them out for the rest of the day. Said they hurt him.
Every single day, he would eat in the lunch room and make everyone sick. Because he wasn't used to the teeth, his food seemed to go everywhere but in his mouth. You could always go to him a few hours later and tell what he had for lunch by looking at his beard.
He was a heavy smoker and not to particular on the brand and as he was shoveling the last bite
into his near his mouth he was lighting up. He didn't get two drags in before he would start the most awful hacking fit you've ever heard and it didn't stop until he had a several more drags. Do I need to tell you that even more food ended up across the room? He sat at the same spot every day, and the few people who dared eat in there avoided the entire area in front of and around his spot.
I said he wasn't particular. Our business puts us in contact with cigarettes, most of which is not very fresh. Especially the product samples that have been packed away for a few years. He would go and help himself to these.