A Marine arrived in a small town late one evening to discover that all of the hotel rooms were reserved.
Upon arriving at the final hotel, he implored the management,
“It doesn’t matter where you have a room; you just need a bed.”
The manager conceded, “Well, I do have a double room with one occupant, a Navy guy, and he might be glad to split the cost.”
But, to be honest, he snores so loudly that people in adjacent rooms have complained before. I’m not convinced it would be worth it for you.”
“No problem,” the exhausted Marine assured him. “I’ll take it.”
The next morning, the Marine arrived to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
“How did you sleep?” the manager inquired. “Never better.”
The Manager was impressed. “No problem with the other guy snoring, then?”
“Nope, I shut him up in no time,” the Marine replied.
“How did you manage that?” the manager inquired.
“He was already in bed, snoring away, when I entered the room,” the Marine explained.
“I went over, gave him a kiss on the cheek, said, ‘Goodnight, beautiful,’ and after that he sat up all night watching me…”