Me: If a spider that could eat a chicken was trying to eat me, would you wrestle it?
Me: (Confused - too smart to touch it maybe?) Would you shoot it with a gun?
Me: (Deeply concerned - maybe he's upset with me about something?) Would you just let it eat me?
Jacob: (My mom is so dumb sometimes.) No. I would let it bite you so you could turn into Spidergirl.