Your description sounds like an old-timey opium den but for fatfucks. Honestly, running a business serving opioid addicts heroin sounds like freaking heaven compared to running a restaurant serving fatfucks. They get their hit, then lay around in a silent euphoria until it's time for their next hit. Occasionally one ODs and has to be carted off to the hospital or morgue. Still, no huffing, wheezing, complaining loudly, sweating all over everything, breaking furniture, throwing trash everywhere, and generally looking repulsive. Fatfucks: making junkies seem like extremely pleasant people since the discovery of opium