You shake your head. Did you just think of yourself as a donkey? Nah, you couldn't have. You hear a voice.
"Hey! Donkey! Want more beer?"
"Me?" You ask.
"Yeah you!" The barman said, pointing. He hands you a beer. "You are a smart donkey, you already pulled your tail out. Doesn't it feel better to let it hang free?"
"Yeah it does. I don't know why I had it pent up in my pants." You say with a laugh. Then you begin to feel...wrong. The only part of your body that feels right is the tail. You've seen some donkeys walking around the island. In fact, one passed by right now. "Hey, how do I get like that?" You point at the donkey.
The bartender smiled. "Break all the rules! Have fun! Disobey your parents! Never think of going home again!"
"So you are telling me to misbehave and there will be no consequences?" You say. With your excitement, you feel a tingling in your ears.
"Well, you are a donkey right?" The bartender asks.
"Of course." You reply.
"Well there you go. Animals don't need rules!"