Another one of "those" dreams

Last night I had a dream in which I was at home cleaning. The Incredible Hulk came over, all green and hulked out. He sat on my couch watching tv while I continued cleaning, demanding that I bring him beer. He had this huge beer belly and these cut-off jean shorts that were frayed along the bottom. He was not a very nice hulk.

Wonder what Freud would have to say about that?