Bert and Ernie don't live together any more either cos it looked to homoey. I hate all this. We've got the prudes on the right and the prigs on the left and between the two sides they are draining the joy and the soul out of our existence. When all is said and done we will have a gleaming, sterile, look-but-don't-touch-and-even-when-you-look-make-sure-you-don't-stare and maybe-even-pretend-not-to-look-at-all world like the house that Cameron lives in from Ferris Beuler's Day Off.
Or maybe I'm just being melodramatic.