At the dentist office, Billy huffs nitrous oxide and goes on a hallucinatory ride with his Dr. Feelgood client that includes dildos, dental pliers applied to nipples, and some seriously frightening whispers. At times it's impossible to tell who is doing what to whom, but that's the point of this outlandish scenario.

At the end of the film, a trick says to Walsh, 'As an object, you are a great American jackoff fantasy.' Truer words could not be found to describe the dazzling Walsh. Long and lean, with natural tone, a dark mop of hair, a mushroom-caped cock sprouting from a forest of pubes, and deep pensive eyes that speak louder than any words, he acts and fucks with breathtaking aplomb. Think a young, dreamy Joe Dallesandro with a touch of Ryan Idol and a dash of Tony Ward, and you have the picture.