This was wierd, but then again, none of my dreams make sense.
I was laying on my couch, and fell asleep during a storm.
I all of a sudden was in Vietnam, and had a huge space age looking rifle in my hands. I was taking aim at someone, when I was tapped on the shoulder, and who was there? None other than Jackie Chan, the king of Martial-Comedy-Arts. He gives me an eggroll, and picks up a rifle.

We are sneaking behind enemy lines when all of a sudden Jackie turns the gun on me and makes me walk a plank off of this ship into a canyon.
The falling woke me up.
I woke up and heard the Extreme Weather Sirens, so I never really gave it much thought until now. Wierd.