In this dream I'm in a big bouncy house with Tyra and Beyonce and they are wearing silky nightgowns and jumping up and down. They are smiling and laughing and looking at me all flirty. I start bouncing up and down too and laughing. I look down and I'm wearing a silky nightgown. I felt really stupid and tried to cover up with a small dog that was running around in the bounce house.
I look up and they are looking at me like I'm some kind of weirdo or something. They stop jumping and Tyra says, "you are the guy with the dirty socks." I looked down and my socks were all covered with dirt stains. Busted.
She says "give me back my cat." The little dog had turned into a basket of kittens and I handed them to Tyra. She gave me a dirty look and then left.
I tried to follow and called out "I'm sorry Tyra I didn't know the kitties were yours." She didn't answer.
Whenever I dream about Tyra I always blow it. It starts out great and then falls apart. Just because I had on dirty socks and a nightgown is no reason to act mean. She treats me so weird, like she thinks I'm a nut.
Anyway I'm all worried and wondering what I can do to make her happy. I see her car in the parking lot. Somebody wrote wash me in the dust on the window.
I want Tyra to like me. I see a hose on the ground so I turn on the water and start washing her car. I had a soapy sponge in my hand and things are going well until I notice the paint is washing off (down to the primer). It's peeling off and falling on the ground in wet hunks.
I hear a voice say, Hey! What are you doing? I look down and Tyra is sitting in her car and her hair is all soaked and paint chunks are in her hair.
I had no idea she was sitting in her car.
Then she says she is calling the police and I am going to have to pay for her car and her hair.
I say how sorry I am but she would not listen.
I drop the hose and start running but my legs feel like lead.
An old security guard yells STOP! I keep going and he grabs my leg. I try to shake him but he won't let go.
I wake up all out of breathe, all sweaty and I'm tangled up in my sheets, my underwear is giving me a really bad wedgie, and my dog is trying to hump my leg.
I'm so glad to be home.
Reprinted from Oddwally.com
