A certain famous dwarf got in some serious trouble for

chanting his own name as he hopped about the fire. Seeing

as I do not have a flying ladle wot to escape in I must be

much more careful than he.

To-day I toil, to-morrow so forbid,

For then the golden egg shall be laid;

And oh! I am glad it’s so well hid

That the name I am called is KATORADE!!!!!

(“Rumpelstiltskin is most commonly interpreted as a cautionary

tale against bragging”)