Damn Paparazzi!

I represent the Lollipop Guild for 30 seconds on what should have been a forgotten movie about some dumb bitch getting hit on the head and hallucinating for 90 minutes. Then it becomes a cinema classic and I can't go anywhere. I wouldn't mind if I had gotten paid better, but the royalties paid to "Oz Midget #3" don't amount to dick. "Hey, get that camera out of my face you whores!" I need a better disguise.