A lonely country road between a cow-grazing field on one side and a corn-field on the other, somewhere in Kansas...

A middle-aged couple drives down the road in an old restored 1960s model Scout truck:

"Paw, I never thought we'd get to our age without havin' any children. I tell you, I dreamed as a girl of bouncin' my grandkids on my lap by the time I was 50. But that was ten years ago."

"Maw, darlin', I'm sorry, but the doc told us a long time ago that I was only shootin' blanks. Heck, the only way we'd ever get ourselves a child or two is if it dropped outta the sky!"

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"WHUT IN TARNATION?!?!?!?" the old couple says at the same moment as Jonathan slams on the brakes.

Their eyes go wide as saucers as they step out of the truck and stumble slowly onto the field, watching what looked like a flying saucer hovering about five feet over the corn-field.

"Wh-what is it, Paw?" says Maw.

"Why, it appears to be an airplane... without wings! It's no airplane, though, Maw! That's a flyin' saucer!"

"Mebbe... mebbe they heard us and are here to give us a baby!" said Maw.

"Whut the Sam Hill are you goin' on about now, Maw?"

"HELLOOOOO!!! Hello in there!" Maw starts screaming as she walks up to the flying saucer and starts banging on it with her fists. "I want my baby!!!"

"MAW! Have you gone crazy? There's radiation on that there UFO!!!"

"Oh, puh-shaw! They's just here to impregnate me with their alien seed. I read all about it in the Enquirer."

"Wait a second, Maw -- see them lights on it? Looks like it's alightin' ta leave agin. You'd best get away from it!"

"What? But my--my baby's in there! Ain't they gonna give me a baby or impregnate me or somethin'?!? MISTER ALIEN!!! TAKE ME AWAY IN YER FLYIN' SAUCER! PLEASE!!!"

"Yer makin' a fool of yourself, Maw!"

At that, the flying saucer begins spinning, and flashes brightly as it rises directly up into the sky, faster than any rocket.

Maw steps back, her face covered in a soot-like substance. She starts crying. "Paw! Paw -- I can feel it! I can feel it inside o' me! I think they's impregnated me with a baby!"

"Crazy old woman," Paw mutters to himself, mentally substituting the word "woman" with a different word.

He looks down and is surprised to find himself standing at the edge of a crop circle there in his corn field. Martha is still weeping, on her knees and shouting, "Thank you! Thank you!"

"Well, I'll be..." says Paw.