When being a friend is more than enough...
Being the bachelor friend that most of my partners girls despise the most. Just who do they call when the bliss has worn over and they want to escape? Me ... which only makes their girl ( wife , fiance etc.) hate Cortney Gee even more.

See I live alone in a three bedroom ranch home with a fully finished basement . Not like I can tell friends no when they need refuge... but now I do.
One partner too many has made it where there is no need to guess if you can use my guest room.
Dude smoked weed in the crib when I was gone even when I told him to not do so. Not like I haven't ever smoked a joint or two or three or a nickel bag or a dime or a quarter. But that was when I was either very young or in Amsterdam , whatever happens in amsterdam stays in amsterdam especially if you like to window shop.

To top it off here is a brother crashing on my couch burning up my lights basking in my heat and had the nerve to invite a chick over and making out on my couch . I haven't been able to look at that couch the same since. ( febreeze might knock out the scent but the memory still lingers)