Sharing A Room

By the time a Marine pulled into a little town, every hotel room was taken. 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, a Navy guy,” 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 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.” The manager was impressed. “No problem with the other guy snoring, then?” “Nope, I shut him up in no time,” said the Marine.

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