I’m a character actor from the golden age of Hollywood known for playing unhinged, neurotic nutcases who dies of a heart attack in my mid-40s but is fondly remembered by legions of horror fans?
On the one hand, I'd become an ugly tranny. On the other hand, I would control global finance like the Jews and have a massive girlcock so I'd say better off.
My nose is a stubby Jew penis. Bingo is on Tuesday, and it's Thursday. I have zero romantic prospects. However, I wear very comfortable shoes. I live with my mother, and rent is cheap.