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[Crunker1337]

I've had many dreams of being a soldier, sniper, cop, or rebel.

 

[Nomoney]

I had dream a while back where I was shooting my 1911. It jams and for some reason tap rack isn't working. I pull out the mag to find that it's filled with rusty old screws.

I think it means i need to shoot less wolf

 

[eliphalet]

Few years back I had some aggressive dental work done and the dentist gave me some strong pain pills.
First night I dreamed I poisoned the ex, it was kinda upsetting.
Second night I dreamed I shot my dog, very upsetting, woke me up for a couple of hours and ruined a nights sleep.
Third night I did without the pills.

 

[Piedmont Plinker]

Well, I suppose this doesn't count as a gun dream but one time I was attacked by a vampire and we started to strangle each other- and then we rolled out of my bed, onto the deck below, then onto the yard below that (we crashed through the windows), and I grabbed a pointy stick and stabbed him through the heart.
Oh, and for three years on March 15 I've had this dream about this bear with a vendetta against my family- it ends with us thinking we are safe and eating in a Mexican restraunt, when the bear shows up and we run across the street to the local Wal*Mart, grab some guns, and then I wake up.
I've had dreams about school shootings a couple of times. They were scary, and all ended up in me running like hell.
And then there was this one with this nubile teen girl... Oh. Different sort of gun.

 

[Neo-Luddite]

A re-occuring gun dream/nightmare: The specifics change, but the kicker is that my .45 is field stripped and I must put it together or (more fun) it keeps falling apart in my hand---while I'm trying to fight off home invaders and such.

On at least one occasion, the pistol starts melting in my hand--a fun variation.



The usual bedroom pistol is my wife's model 36 S&W---I haven't had any bad dreams about it yet!!

 

[Cannonball888]

I never have gun-related dreams. What would Freud say? Am I at peace?

 

[threefeathers]

I still have a dream to be a published writer of adventure novels. I'm coming close and have a pretty good Hollywood agent. The Navy Office of Info in Hollywood is now backing one of my novels for film and publication. This will be an interesting year for me.

 

[RKBABob]

I have had multiple dreams where I am in a gun fight & my gun won't fire I replace the mag; tap rack no bang.

i had my gun pointed on a guy that broke into my home or something, and the mag kept falling out.

I kept trying to shoot it but my pistol had a major malfunction right at the moment I needed it most.

Had one where my gun fell apart at the worst time. It opened up like a top
break then fell into spair parts.

most of them nightmares about malfunctions during high stress situations.

I had dream a while back where I was shooting my 1911. It jams and for some reason tap rack isn't working. I pull out the mag to find that it's filled with rusty old screws.

A re-occuring gun dream/nightmare: The specifics change, but the kicker is that my .45 is field stripped and I must put it together or (more fun) it keeps falling apart in my hand

OK, I know I might get flamed for this, but...............



Any of you guys thought about getting a revolver instead?

 

[Nolo]

All of my dreams about guns are worst-case scenarios. I'm in a fight with a nondescript person with a nondescript firearm that's strangely familiar, and it jams. Jams to the point of being inoperable. I'm then forced to go into melee combat with them, and I win. Maybe my subconscious is an anti...

 

[hankdatank1362]

I've had many of the 10,000 lb trigger pulls. It's like I'm trying to shoot, and the safety is on, and I have to pull the trigger hard enought to break the safety. Maybe I need a GLOCK, SIG, or XD.

I've also had a couple "failure to stop" dreams. One I vividly remember dumping 17 rnds into a hulking biker type dude (I'm 6'4" 250, and this guy towered over me.)

He didn't stop, even after I threw the gun at him. The last thing I remember before I woke up was that he was right in front of me, and I told him I was sorry for shooting him. That one still kinda scares me. Maybe I need 10mm, or .44 mag.

 

[Geno]

True story!

My wife just had a gun dream lastnight, so she says. Told me this morning when she woke up, "I had this aweful nightmare...you were leaving me for a blonde who liked guns!"

I just looked at her and smiling, asked her what kinda guns did the blonde have?! I always promised my wife I'd never leave her for another woman. Now, for guns, well...

Doc2005

 

[silverlance]

how wierd. i just had a real bad gun NIGHTMARE last night. i was in my car, parked, and I had three sig p228s on me. I put two in the trunk and the third in a pocket of my laptop bag and headed across the parking lot to my apartment (I dont live in an apartment, by the way... no idea where my dream location is).

as i walk i see two cop cars driving past the parking lot. then they turn in and pull up next to me. they tell me to open up my bag. i just put it on the ground and one cop comes over and starts looking through my bag. klunk, a loaded p228 in its blue box comes falling out.

i start protesting my innocence but they've got me in cuffs and they're calling for backup and one guy is smirking and another cop is reading me my rights...

then THANK GOD i woke up. i looked at my dog and said, you gotta stop breathing into my face while im sleeping...

 

[brentn]

All my dreams involving guns have been about the end of the world, lol, or when the SHTF.
Usually its a nuke going off in my city, or a distant one, or somewhere in the background and then people just freaking out.

 

[MASTEROFMALICE]

I've had the dreams where I'm being hunted. Those are always weird.

One that I had a while back involved a burglar in my house. I had my wife's SIg 220 (which is NOT my bedside gun, that slot belongs to my 1911) but quickly ran that dry. I transitioned to my AK, which is my primary HD gun and fired it at him a few times but somehow a round ended up jammed in the loading gate (my dream AK had a Winchester 94 type loading gate.)

I retreated back to my safe and opened it up only to find a light powder blue carpeted interior with flowers in vases on shelves where the gun should have been. I recall cursing at my wife in my dream.......a lot.

I woke up soon after still pretty pissed.

My wife now knows she is NEVER to replace my guns with flowers.

 

[Thernlund]

I've had several, and they're always me on the wrong end of said gun. Here's one that has stuck in my mind for 20 years...

I come out of my bedroom and there is a girl standing there pointing a gun at my head. I recognize the gun as mine. She is smiling a nice easy going comfortable smile. I look at her and ask, "What's this about?". She says, "I'm happy." I begin to say "Huh?" but she pulled the trigger.

Now here is why I remember this dream as one of the most vivid I've ever had. Her shot missed my head and grazed my ear, taking a good sized chunk. I DIDN'T WAKE UP! The side of my head was burning fiercely and I felt wet all over the wounded area. I begin to tear up and shout something like, "Whoa!! What are you doing?!" She pulls the trigger again and hits me in the throat. I could feel my neck open up. I couldn't breathe, and I felt searing hot wetness on my neck and face as I began to see only white. I woke up.

Now here's the kicker... when I awoke, I was face down in the pillow having drooled all over the place and was gasping for breath. My hand was on the side of my head and my ear was folded over very uncomfortably.

Weird.


-T.

 

[possom813]

Last year I caught pneumonia. I ended up in the E.R. courtesy of my boss. I was in terrible pain so they shot me up with 4mg of morphine. We learned that day that I was allergic to morphine because the end result was that I went into shock. But before the shock I made the mistake of trying to focus on the ceiling tiles. The larger white tiles that you see in most doctors offices and hospitals with the black lines and cuts in them.

From the tiles there were penguins with AK's riding unicorns chasing me down. All I had to defend myself was a piece of clear plastic hose that they were giving me oxygen through. I think I won the battle because when they gave me the knockout drugs there was only one penguin left and he was riding away.

I couldn't make that up if I tried
-John

 

[Thernlund]

From the tiles there were penguins with AK's riding unicorns chasing me down.

I would PAY to see that.


-T.

 

[mr hanky]

+1 on 10k trigger pulls, pull trigger and no bang, or the bullets come so slow out of the gun I can see them moving at about 1.5 inches a second.

The most vivid gun (bad) dream I can remember is where I am at a deli with my ex girlfriend (who was also opposed to me CCW, thank god she is an ex) and we are ordering food. The sandwhich clerk bends over behind the the sandwhich case and comes back up with a HUGE chrome .44 mag (the surface of which is so reflective that I can see myself, him and the entire store in the reflection from the frame and barrel, like one of those anti theft mirrors in gas stations etc) and I am staring at it about 3 inches away from my nose.

Well, I try to de-escalate by talking and no go, so I grow some enormous balls and grab the gun and procede to drag him through the sandwhich case (broken glass and blood everywhere) - we avoid any shots going off as we beat the crap out of eachother and I eventually wrestle the gun from him, he starts to produce another weapon and I try to shoot, the bullet almost gets stuck in the barrel and I ended up bashing him over the head with the 19 lb pistol.

The cops show up, I'm bleeding everywhere from the broken glass wrestling match and I put down the weapon and start to explain (black helicoptors are overhead lol) and the cops OPEN FIRE on me! I grab the gun I used for a bludgeon, take cover behind a table and fire some shots off, the bullets are still slow but are moving faster this time and then I wake up...

True dream...they are so weird.

 

[Landlocked Pirate]

Sometimes I dream that I'm trying to shoot a threat and I can't pull the trigger far enough back to fire the gun.

 

[The Annoyed Man]

I had similar dreams a few nights in a row after I bought my Remington 700 VSF. In the dream, I'm laying prone in grass of medium height, and I'm trying to hit targets at considerable distance. I don't remember if the targets were animate or inanimate, but the "feel" of the scene is sort of dangerous and I remember that I was under real pressure to hit, so it was probably animals or men. I can't remember if I was exceptional or not, but I was able to hit the targets pretty consistently. These dreams were just sort of long drawn out things where nothing else really happens, other than me, prone, and shooting my rifle.

After a few days, they stopped. I can't recall any other dreams after buying other firearms, and that Remington is one of my newer guns. Weird...

 

[30 cal slob]

i was open carrying in midtown manhattan...

completely naked of course.
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[Crimp]

Two nights ago, I had a dream I was in Ace gun store in Washington, PA and saw the Walther PPS First Edition. As I was looking at it, I saw the new second edition. Couldn't decide which I liked better, so I bought both of them. Gotta' get one soon...

 

[Well-Armed Lamb]

Funny timing: I just had a gun dream last night. It started out with me watching a Jurassic Park flick -- not one of the existing ones, but a sequel out of my brain. The flick started out with the heroes in a remote part of South America. When they came back to El Norte, a dinosaur stowed away on the landing gear of their plane. At that point, one of those weird dream-transitions happened, and it wasn't a movie anymore. Instead, a velociraptor or some such critter was running around my mother's neighborhood while I was visiting. It was going after dogs and children, and I was in my mother's house rummaging around desperately, looking for my Glock. Why my Glock and not a hunting rifle? Beats me.

Standard anxiety dream, I think, but the weird part was that I kept finding guns that weren't quite right -- I found a Nambu, and some pot-metal Colt knock-off made in Queens, NY, but not my Glock...

 

[.cheese.]

I think I've had one or two. I don't remember them.

I think I posted here about it the first time I had one.

 

[Hokkmike]

I have dreamt about hunting and shooting the huge rack!