They are the sort of thing that young Timmy thinks hides under his bed waiting for him to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night where he will then be horribly consumed before he can say 'Mom. Dad. I told you there was a giant insect living under my bed, but you never listened. In fact, I think you thought this was kind of cute. Now look what has happened. You will have to pay Ted, the cleaning guy, to come in again because you didn?t believe little Johnny either when he said he had some sort of rubbery, flesh-eating ooze living in his closet.'