No respect.

Last night I had a nightmare that Rodney Dangerfield was outside my house with a shotgun trying to kill me. I was running through the house but he would always find me through a window and take a shot. I finally got smart and hid behind the chimney but he had some brunette looking through another window signaling him where to shoot. I don't know what I ever did to her! I also called the cops in my dream not because I was scared, but because I was annoyed and wanted to take a nap. When I woke up I realized that the best place to hide would have been in the bathtub. I totally could have napped there too.