Did you ever have friends who you thought were your friends that you even loved liked they were family? Well, I did, and they did me dirty! When they said they needed a place to stay because they had been evicted, I opened my home to them, but when 2 weeks turned into 6 weeks, and I started playing the role of their maid, chef, and even mail man (they changed their address to mine), I knew these boys were friends no longer- EX-Friends! The kicker is that one is 40+ and the other is 29, and that they still owed me $160 from this summer when they joined me at Six Flags for MY birthday. When I begged them to help pay for a maid and/or utilities they acted shocked and insulted, and when I found them a sublet, they said they would rather stay with me rent free (Go figure??). So, when I finally mustered up the courage to kick them out, they left me with a filthy apartment, stained walls (I had to repaint their bedroom), not a dime on the couter to pay me back, and a nasty email stating that they know why my ex left me when in fact I left him! -

While I am grateful that these disgusting specimen are out of my home, the financial burden of it all set me back. So, now I am trying to hawk the last of them—their fan and a DVD player!

Any takers??