That's a great idea.... Next time she makes you kip on the settee, you assemble yer bunks and get the camping beds out of the garage, call your chums and have a beer+weed+Xbox+Porn sleepover. We can have light-saber fights with padded broomsticks, and put cling film over the toilet in the missus's en-suite...and maybe a dye block in the shower head like private Benjamin..... Next time she'll take the back destroying sofa bunk-beds, or even forgive you to save the effort.
Of course we will leave curry stained dishes in the sink, and crushed up Doritos walked into all the carpets...for some reason
You ever been married?
I didn't think you had, you don't know what compromise means, betting half your shit that you will love each,....wait a minute.
Why do you think so? Did you build a really nice grow room, put all the lovely plants to flower and then got the Borg and abandoned it?Hang on, maybe God is my soul-mate?