Ridiculous Dream

So last night I had the most ridiculous of dreams.  It started out with me getting on a plane with a lot of my co workers from Linguini's which is weird because I only hang out with one of them.  Then somehow we found out that someone was going to bomb the plane so we all hid in this stairwell type bomb shelter which was in the plane...  Kind of like the stairwells you see in hotels.  The plane wasn't bombed because a bunch of cops showed up and we were "safe" for the time being.  Then we were headed to the parking lot, I forgot which people I was with, but when we got to the 4th floor we saw 3 big suspicious black vans parked by themselves.  It was right then I knew that these were the guys trying to bomb the plane.  Then 3 terrorists came out of the vans... and I knew 2 of them.  One of them is kind of irrelevant in my life, but the other one was my workout partner and you might think the afghan one which is kind of racist, but I do workout with an afghan dude, but NO it was GosuMike.  GosuMike was a fucking terrorist trying to bomb the plane that I was on.  So the first guy I knew, I took his rifle from him somehow and I shot him and the other terrorist.  GosuMike on the other hand, I did not shoot, I held the rifle by the barrel and beat the shit out of him with the handle.  I don't I killed him because that's where my dream ended.  Weird dream huh? I wonder what it meant...