Art store monkeys

First my uncle's drunk friend destroyed my backyard and my truck in a drunk driving situation.  But then I found myself somehow sitting in an art class at a school that was amongst all the rubble from the drunk driving accident.  And the teacher was going over what supplies we needed and doing demonstrations.  I eagerly asked if I could go get my art supplies.  The art store was almost in the same room as the classroom yet still amongst all the rubble.  But I went, to the art store.  And at first I couldn't get my eyes open to shop for supplies.  They were stuck closed. And people were brushing by me and jeering me.  But then I started to see and a little girl swam right by me, just a little girl.  But I made my way through the store.  And I was walking along and all of a sudden I noticed a little tiny monkey in a tree right in front of me.  And I started screaming.  Then the monkey started screaming.  And I could see sharp little teeth in its mouth.  Then all of a sudden there were several of these monkeys and one was crawling across my belly.  The dream ended when someone came up behind me, almost like we were in an aisle there at the store.

Dung tea dream

I was hanging out with my brother Richie and we were on a farm.  And my brother knew the guy in charge.  And we were hanging out eating when I realized the guy was trying to get me to drink dung tea, tea made from cow manure.  And I didn't want to drink the tea but the guy kept forcing it.  And he was forcing it by letting his vicious dogs loose on me.  And I mean these were vicious dogs, very vicious dogs; there were two of them.  And I struggled with this at first but then I closed my eyes and all of a sudden I saw these two cowboys come galloping up on horseback to save me, as I closed my eyes.  And somehow I got up the strength to fight back against the dogs.  There was also a scene where we were eating on a giant pile of dung.  That's when I realized what the tea was.  And there was a scene when we were shopping for clothes there on the farm.  And there were some really cool, hip, farm clothes but when I started picking stuff out my brother's friend asked me sarcastically if I was planning on getting into the farming business.  I didn't really answer.  I was passive.