(WTF? Where did you pull bakery from? Okay, its random but...)
Bread. Billy's mind was full of bread. It was now corsing through his veins. It was falling out his ears, and it was welling up behind his eyes.
He feel to the groud and orgasmed bread. His tears of joy became crumbs, his gasps forming into bagettes as he breathed.
He lay, quietly panting,crumbs pouring from his mouth, and grinned softly.
People who call me 'paranoid' are probably in on the plot.