We had the BS in our basement.
I hated it as a kid because I had to keep my room clean and mom my made sure that I shared my toys with all the other kids whether they were friends of mine or not. (I guess I was a selfish little bastard).
It became downright inconvinient when I started going to college, because I was always expected to attend no matter how tired or busy I was.
After a while I just stopped going and I would use another entrance into the house so that most of the time, no one knew I was home.
My mom absolutely loved the "privledge" of having the BS in her home.
She is actually disappointed that the BS is no longer a meeting.