By the time a Marine pulled into a little town late one night, every hotel room was taken. "You've got to have a room somewhere," he pleaded to the manager. "Or just a cot, I don't care where."
"Well, I do have a double room with only one occupant, a Navy guy," admitted the manager, "and I'm sure he'd be willing to split the cost. But to tell you the truth, he snores so loudly that people in adjoining rooms have complained about him, so I'm not sure it'd be worth it to you."
"Not a problem," the tired Marine assured him. "I'll take it."
The next morning the Marine came down to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
"How'd you sleep?" Asked the manager.
"Never better," said the Marine, grinning broadly.
The manager was impressed. "No problem with the other guy snoring, then?"
"Nope, no problem whatsoever; he didn't snore at all while I slept," said the Marine.
"How'd you manage that?" asked the manager.
"Well, he was already in bed, snoring away when I came in the room," the Marine explained. "I went over, gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, 'Goodnight, beautiful.' He sat up all night watching me."