By the time Dave pulled into the small town every hotel room was taken.
He finally pulled up to the very last hotel and went into the office.
"You've got to have a room somewhere" he pleaded." - Or just a bed - I
don't care where." "Well, I do have a double room with one occupant,"
admitted the manager," and he might be glad to split the cost. But to
tell you the truth, he snores so loudly that people in adjoining rooms
have complained in the past. I'm not sure it'd be worth it to you."
"No problem," the tired travelers assured him. "I'll take it."
The next morning Dave came down to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy
tailed. "How'd you sleep?" asked the manager.
"Never better." The
manager was impressed. "No problem with the other guy snoring, then?"
"Nope, I shut him up in no time" said Dave. "How'd you manage that?"
asked the manager. "He was already in bed, snoring away, when I came
in the room," Dave explained."
I went over, gave him a kiss on the
cheek, said, 'Good night, beautiful,' and he sat up all night watching
me."
