I haven't had one of these in a while, but I have a habit of having dreams where the S is about to HTF, and my damn gun won't work. Maybe this time it was because I fell asleep downstairs on the couch with no gun handy. In this case, I'm in a somewhat dark house, and I hear something outside. I'm on the computer, and I get sent a message detailing what would happen if somebody is going to break into my house. One of the things is busting any outside lighting, seconds later my porch light goes out. My heart start beating, I hear something at the door. I grab my trusty 12 gauge and pump the action, and it doesn't feel right. I pump it again and no shell is ejected. Wtf?? I *know* there is ammo in it, but it will not load out of the tube. I try again, and toss the shotgun to the floor. I grab my AR15, and pull the charging handle. It double feeds. I pull the handle again a couple times shaking the gun as it's held 90 degrees to the side. It triple feeds, double feeds again and then finally chambers a round, I think. I now notice the upper and lower appear to be held together with screws, that are waaaaay loose and the two halves of the gun are moving all over the place. I look at the clock, it's 5:00 AM (yes in my dream). A couple dim lights in the house now go out. I stare at the gun wondering if it's going to work. I sense somebody in the hallway. I WAKE UP. I think I hear faintly my son saying "Daddy!" upstairs. I go upstairs and he is sleeping soundly, but with my wife in our bed. He must have had a bad dream tonight. I grab my SIG from the gunsafe beside the bed (yes, in a gunsafe, because of the kid... the 12 gauge is sitting under the bed however, but with the chamger empty again because of the kid. This is why I had to chamber a round in my dream) and come downstairs to collect my thoughts. I turned on the TV and the TiVO menu says the time is now 5:04 AM. Holy freaking crap man.