reminds me of a story in a book i read.. this guy was sharing
house with some other people...
2 of the housemates started seeing each other.. one day he came
home and figured something was wrong with the living room.. he
could not figure things out... took him about 30 minutes to figure
out the table was missing..
so he asked.. she muttered that the guy she was seeing took the
table away... since he was a carpenter's apprentice, he didn't ask
questions coz it was a cheapo chipboard thing...
however, somehow, he found out that when no one was at home, they
were getting hot and heavy on the the table and in their carnal
passion, the table collapsed and disintergrated 
passion can take its hold anywhere in the house.. may not be just
THAT sofa 