[There are worse names, like you will always be Dipper or possibly some sort of salad if he's hungry and he gets your full name.]

Well depends on who you ask. Some folk say you need to slather up a bronto in butter to do it but I mean, greasing a nug is hard enough though I bet you've never done that but I've got over two dozen if you fancy having a shot, so imagine doing that to something the size and temper of one of those. Or folk say slather yourself. Or a mage. Heard about doing it half honey mustard but that seems like a lot of waste.

There's a song. Or, well, you'd call it a song if you were a crab I reckon. A lot of moaning into a shell. Lie flat on your back as the tide goes in and out so it almost covers you, think deep thoughts and I mean literally deep thoughts, deeper than the bottom of a well or a hole right down in the world and maybe up they'll come.