He walks over to a group of boys about to play a game of pool and he asked. "Can I play?"
"Sure." The boys say. "We were short one person."
"I'm John, this is Dan, and Tim." John says almost smerking. "Shall we play 2 on 2?
They start to play a game with Paul breaking. Paul drops a solid and then misses his next shot. They play seceral rounds until the winning shop is up to Paul. He leans over the table and he hears a loud tearing sound. The other three immedietly start to laugh. 'Ha ha ha ha ha HAW HEE HAW HEE HAW!" They all clapped their hands on their mouths. Paul looked over at them with an odd look. He then felt the back of his pants. He had just torn him pants open and the realization made him turn bright red. Wanting to make the shot he leaned back over the table and called it to the corner pocket. As he hit the ball he felt a soreness on his rear. It was as if someone has jabbed a pin into it. He jumped up at that and his hands jumped behind him as the 8-ball feel into the pocket. What he found made his hair stand on end. There was a bump on his rear that twitched under his fingers. Seconds later he was holding a long donkey tail in his hands. When he looked back at the others he saw them staring at him. Then they all reached behind themselves too and with a loud tearing sound they soon had their own tails too.
Paul looked at them and then he felt a stinging feeling in his...