You don't think you can go back home like this, so you decide to risk going back and having him guess your age again. Besides, since now you were really young he might guess an older age.
You search your oversized pants for your wallet, and manage to come up with another $1 bill to play the game.
"Alright, guess my age again." You say.
"Three!" The man shouts.
You're now two years younger, and is it extremely difficult to keep your clothes from falling off. Your shirt is like a tent, and barely hanging on, and you have to drag your pants along with you now.
You find yourself extremely frustrated your plan didn't work, but you can always try again.