Animal heads, amputees and chocolate

I’m standing in a country field by a road. A truck approaches quickly and comes to an instant stop as the narrator says, "Don't want to lose many of those!" The sudden stop throws two occupants and tires out of the truck. The occupants have no arms or legs - they are both amputees and thalidomide victims. The intention was for them to summersault along with the tires, but they bounced on their heads and rumps instead. They were unharmed and laughed uncomfortably having failed the stunt.

Still watching this "film" I see someone pushing an empty coat rack on wheels with a stuffed moose head on the front. My attention shifts to a man taking care of several rabbits in a false well when a grotesquely huge moose head making angry expressions appears from around the corner of a building. The audience is startled and afraid the moose might charge the man with the rabbits then laughs as it's revealed it’s the same moose head from the coat rack. The moose head looks at the audience, raises it’s eyebrows and smiles, please it scared the audience.

I am in my bedroom at my parents' home at Christmas time. I hope I am getting a new computer but can tell I'm getting a vacuum cleaner. I leave to buy presents for others, but go to the library instead. I check out a book on chocolate with a lot of pictures illustrating different kinds of chocolate pastries and brownies and how to tell what kind of filling is going to be inside a chocolate candy. I also get a book on graphic design that has print too small to read. I consider getting a third book - but remember I already own it at home.

I'm back in my bed wanting to read the book I remembered I owned at the library. At the foot of my bed, there's a slowly leaking aerosol can of something – chocolate whipped cream or brown foam sealant. The slow leak has formed a curly mass resembling human excrement. There’s water dripping over the leaky can and running across my bed. I wonder if some of it really is excrement but it doesn't smell.

My mom is going out to do something. My dad doesn't want her to. I try to explain to my dad why she is doing what she's doing and both become furious at me. I feel they're treating me unfairly and go outside to take a run. I start off in the wrong direction then correct myself as I yell back at the house that I'm going to go kill myself, having no intention of doing so.

At the top of a hill is a guardrail I have to balance on and walk across. I get tangled in a silver rope being held by a woman. There's a pet on the other end of the rope but I can't see it. The woman shows me around as she feeds animal heads to her pets, explaining which of her pets like what kind of heads. I can never see the pets, but the disembodied heads seem to still be alive. She slices through their checks and scalps to make it easier for her pets to pull off pieces of flesh. I find this repulsive.