Because I'm lazy as hell, the dream is remaining in this format. (I was talking to someone but I omitted their commentary.)
MlleSnowe: We were getting a new roof put on our house, or something.
MlleSnowe: I was up in some kind of "attic" area of the house.
MlleSnowe: There was a big armchair and various toys and crap scattered around (including a stuffed dog and a kazoo).
MlleSnowe: Suddenly --
MlleSnowe: Nasty Bum Man Who I Think Is Going To Rape Me sneaks into the attic (apparently the roofers had left a space in the roof open and he climbed in).
MlleSnowe: He had brown hair, long and scraggly. I tried to hide but it was too late.
MlleSnowe: He picked the kazoo up from the floor: "Can I have this? Can I have this?"
MlleSnowe: Me: "Take whatever you want!"
MlleSnowe: Him: "Can I have all of this?" He starts to grab the stuffed animals and whatnot and I say, "NO!"
MlleSnowe: I'm getting terrified.
MlleSnowe: Because he's coming AFTER me!
MlleSnowe: Then --
MlleSnowe: Suddenly --
MlleSnowe: Samuel L. Jackson appears!
MlleSnowe: As himself.
MlleSnowe: Not Shaft or anything. :P
MlleSnowe: I see him...
MlleSnowe: MY SAVIOR, he will protect me!
MlleSnowe: "HEY!!! SAMUEL L.! WHAT'S UP?"
MlleSnowe: Apparently Sam was just passing through.
MlleSnowe: But I RAN over to him --
MlleSnowe: And tried to signal, without words, that Nasty Bum Man is after me.
MlleSnowe: He realizes this is the case.
MlleSnowe: Sam is gonna open up a can of whoop ass!
MlleSnowe: "Get out of here. Go inside the house."
MlleSnowe: I start climbing down a ladder outside of the attic (apparently there was no inside entrance).
MlleSnowe: Sam's wife and little children are coming up.
MlleSnowe: He tells them the same: "Get out of here."
MlleSnowe: So we all run away.
MlleSnowe: And that's the end.
MlleSnowe: Well, Samuel L. Jackson is going to kick the bum guy's ass.
MlleSnowe: Oh, I remember more.
MlleSnowe: In the end, I wound up back in the attic...
MlleSnowe: The bum guy was gone...he hadn't taken anything, but my kazoo was still gone. :(
