Late one evening, a tired Marine pulled into a small town and started looking for a place to sleep.

Unfortunately, every hotel was full.

At the last hotel in town, he walked up to the front desk and said, “Please tell me you have something. A room, a couch, even just a bed. I don’t care where.”

The manager hesitated. “Well, I do have one double room left, but there’s already a Navy guy in it. He might be willing to split the cost.”

“That’s fine,” said the Marine.

“There’s one problem,” the manager added. “He snores so loudly that people in nearby rooms have complained before.”

The Marine shrugged. “I’m too tired to care. I’ll take it.”

The next morning, the Marine came down to breakfast looking rested and cheerful.

The manager was surprised. “How did you sleep?”

“Never better,” said the Marine.

“No trouble with the snoring?”

“Not after I handled it.”

The manager leaned closer. “How did you do that?”

The Marine smiled.

“When I walked in, he was already asleep and snoring like a chainsaw. So I went over, gave him a little kiss on the cheek, and whispered, ‘Goodnight, beautiful.’”

The manager stared at him.

The Marine grinned and added:

“After that, he sat up all night watching me.”