Recent dreams containing jerk page 4

I dreamt about the jerk

I was standing on the bank of a stream. A snake with fur instead of scales and the head of a cat emerged from the water. The cat-snake was wearing a fez. I wanted me to pet it. When I did, it purred. I realized that if I stopped petting it, that it would bite. I jerked my hand away just in time to avoid being bitter.

Being chased by guy I got in an argument with at a tanning salon (he was a cocky jerk so I told him he would die alone if he kept acting like that) I left and was hoping for a car to show up so I could get in & feel safe because I knew the guy would come after me and he started chasing me and yelling so I jumped up and started flying then I forced myself to wake up because I got scared

I find a girl that makes me happythen i cant find her then there is a race and some guy that looks like a jerk but better looking than me comes in and says he will win the race then he takes my girl and i break down n attack him n she as i ask her why she would do that to me she tells me to wake up

I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

There was a fancy chair, and then I threw up, and the throw up turned into a spider made out of beef jerky. Also, I hit my knee on a lamp.

This girl I like was getting married to her boyfriend, who is a complete jerk. She was in her white wedding dress at the alter. I was running at top speed to get the church and stop the wedding. I was fully prepared to fight this boyfriend for this girls hand in marriage.

In the dream I am trying to lift my head up but there is a white coloured soul standing beside me and pushing my head down so that I can not raise it up. I jerked my head up and the soul disappear.

In the dream I am trying tolift my head up but there is a white coloured soul standing beside me and pushing my head down so that I can not raise it up. I jerked my head up and the soul disappear.

I was swinging on a swing set, there were other swings nearby. (I've always loved to swing and still do.) On the swing set next to me sat some of the jerk's cousins, or so they were in my dream, in real life they don't even exist. They were very loudly shouting insults at me and talking crap about me. On another nearby swing set the jerk's brothers were swinging. They walked over to the cousins and told them to stop with their crap. Eventually the cousins walked off. Then the jerk and his step dad showed up, and the brothers told them about what had happened. They got angry and were talking to me about what happened. Then they wanted to hunt down the cousins and teach them a lesson. We all got in the car and they eventually found them in their car, waiting in line to get in the high school. They slammed the car to a stop, the jerk got out, drug the cousins out of their car and beat them til they were barely alive. The whole time I watching in horror. Then they put the unconscious cousins in their car and drove off with them. All I said was, "That's not what I wanted to happen at all."