Tammy Torres played Mrs. Officer in the Weezy video, and her acting was magnificent. Any to the topic:

So This morning I woke-up in a pool of sweating panting after having the worst nightmare ever. I have no idea what prompted this dream, but it was a doozie. Anyway I'll record as much I can recall. So entering dream recollection state in 5...4...3...2... So I'm sexting this girl, who I thought I met at the club. Nothing heavy really, I just kept hitting her with some light witty banter. Anyway she invites me over to house, and for some reason I walk up to the front door (which when I later analyzed the dream was on the 2nd floor) so I'm greeted by some short chick who takes me to her room, but we go through this gym that has mirrors for walls. So we get to her room I lay back she proceeds for oral, and I was thinking this chick knows what she's doing, then she gets up because she thinks hears someone at the front door (2nd floor again). She comes back but I followed only to learn that her parents were home. As we walk back to her room I close the door and get suspicious so I ask how old she is to which she replied in a high pitched child voice 13! Well now I'm in a world of fear and I'm talking R. Kelly plus Akon in that club fear. As I stand in a state shock and panic I hear her mom call her name (Sasha I think) so I turn around and put on those Tyson Gay in Switzerland jets but as most scared people do in pressure situations i can't find the door. I sprint down the hall and find a staircase because her mom's coming and then there's a doorway off the staircase to which who steps out none other than my arch-nemesis Danny Glover. I had paused long enough to listen to him as he closed the door because I didn't want to be seen, I mean come on there's no way to talk out of this situation. So he goes in the door I run down the stairs and he comes only to here me running away as he yells stop running not in his new pilfered from Bill Duke whispery style voice but in that old Lethal Weapon voice "Stop running in my G-- DAMN HOUSE!" So I'm sweating bullets running down these stairs finally they end and I jump off towards the real front door (bottom floor). As I leap off I happen to bump the Waka Flocka look-a-like that Kat Stacks posted on twitter and knock him over, and I'm sure he could describe me to the police if necessary so I bust through the door and run across the street to Manly Dorm (which is on North Campus beside Mangum in Chapel Hill). I run into the bathroom to catch my breath and contemplate only to look and see a white girl screaming at me in a pink towel. I didn't need to read any signs to realize I was in an all girls dorm, so I run out of the bathroom and into the street only to wake-up in my bed at 9:16 (reality now dream ended in street). AJ had texted me for some reason so I stared at my phone and watched like 2 horror movies on Netflix to try and get that dream out of my head. Because of a dream fitting for an episode of Dateline NBC with Chris Hanson, the former #1 Nightmare spot held by my kindergarten classmate chasing me around Mars in a robot when I was 7, has been overtaken.
This is the story of my dreams.