By the time Chuck pulled into a little 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, I'm too exhausted to go any farther."
"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's worth it to you."
"No problem," Chuck assured him, "I'll take it."
The next morning Chuck came down to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
"How'd you sleep?" asked the manager.
"Never better," said Chuck. "Thanks for helping me out."
The manager was impressed. "No problem with the other guy snoring then?"
"Nope. I shut him up in no time," Chuck replied.
"How'd you manage that?" asked the manager.
"He was already in bed, snoring away, when I came in the room," Chuck explained. "I went over, gave him a kiss on the cheek, said, 'Goodnight, beautiful.' He sat up all night watching me sleep."
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