“Daddy, Bobby at school today said we all eat eight spiders a year while we sleep. Is that true?”
“Hah, no dear. It’s a myth. Think about it a moment. We don’t sleep with our mouths open for one thing, or if we do we’re snoring, and the vibrations from the noise would scare a spider away. And the size? Think about it this way: would you walk up to a sleeping giant and crawl into its mouth?”
“Hmm, no, I guess not.”
The little girl fell silent, contemplating, perhaps, the dietary habits of giants and suicidal tendencies of spiders.
“No, dear,” her father assured her. “It’s not the spiders you have to worry about. It’s the eye parasites.”