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Grannypig in a Web - Conspiracy

 “I called to get a new loan. Yeah... Yeah. Yeah, that's my paperwork. I like your loan negotiation gimmick. Right, Online banking, whatever. I'm on the phone. I don't feel very online.” Daddy Farmer stops speaking, suddenly looking serious, listening to the mumbling phone.    
   
“You of all people are asking if they were really talking alien spiders? Why don't you already know the answer? You are family. You think we could hide a conspiracy like that from you? We're not funded by the CIA …we're a family farm, Cousin!” He was cut short before he could rant further. He is a wide eyed statue now.    
   
“Oh, I get it…. You are saying we can't get more alien footage so we are a dead channel? Hardly! Those aliens were just an imaginative story for our alien hunter channel. More episodes are on the way. Trust me. Surely you know a thing or two about floating a profitable conspiracy…”    
   
Daddy Farmer hangs up the phone to notice the animals standing, silently staring straight at him.
   
“What are all of you looking at!?”    
 
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