Cure for Snoring....

The high school coaches in Boise, Idaho went to a coaches' retreat. To save money they had to room together. No one wanted to room with Coach Daryl because he snored so bad. They decide it's not fair to make one of them stay with him the whole time so they voted to take turns.

The first coach sleeps with Daryl and comes to breakfast next morning with his hair a mess, eyes all bloodshot. They say, "Man, what happened to you?"

He said, "Man, that Daryl snored so loud, I watched him all night."

The next night it was a different coach's turn. In the morning, same thing -- hair all standing up, eyes all bloodshot.

They say, "Man, what happened to you? You look awful!"

He said, "Man, that Daryl shakes the roof. I watched him all night."

The third night was Frank's turn. Frank was a big burly ex-football player-looking type of man's man.

Next morning, he comes to breakfast bright eyed and bushy tailed.

"Good morning."

They can't believe it! They say, "Man, what happened?"

He said, "Well, we got ready for bed. I went and tucked Daryl into bed and kissed him good night. He watched me all night long."


Thanks to Shane for this one...:-)

Comments

bing said…
omigawd! and i thought i could not read a single post anymore... a lesson learned: BE PATIENT.

this entry made me laugh and recall a visit to a college friend in Batangas. his brother was there to, from Baguio. we were given a separate room but adjacent to the brother's room. papsie and i didnt have a good night's sleep. do you think papsie should have kissed him first, too, before we went to bed? ha ha
Ronald Allan said…
Hi Bing! Glad you were finally able to view the posts. :-) I have to apologize, over the months I seem to have accumulated all sorts of junk on my sidebar. The posts don't show up until the sidebar is completely loaded, and yes, unfortunately, it takes some time, more so on a less than ideal connection.

Thank you for your patience though, and I'm proud to have you as a visitor. :-)

As for papsie, who knows? Maybe that would do the trick. :-) Interestingly enough, lately, the only person who snores loudly enough to bother me is my eight-year old son. But I wouldn't have it any other way. :-)

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