I Love Hunting

I went hunting with three buds a few years ago with Doug, Charlie and George. George is a great guy but his snoring can wake the dead. It is so bad that Doug Charlie and I decided to split sleeping duties. Each night one of us would sleep in the same room as George since there are only two small rooms in the hunting cabin. Night one was Doug's turn and the next morning Doug looked like hell. He complained that George's snoring was so loud he spent the entire night sitting up listening to George snoring. The next night Charlie spent the night with George and the result was the same. Charlie looked like death warmed over. He too spent the entire night sitting watching George snore. The next night it was my turn. The next morning I was fully rested and ready to go hunting. George on the other hand looked like death warmed over. Charlie and Doug pulled me aside and asked what happened. I explained that I tucked George into bed. Patted his bum and kissed his cheek. I then went to bed and George spent the entire night sitting up watching me.