La mansión se encontraba rodeada de altos

La mansión se encontraba rodeada de altos pinos. Al llegar el invierno, los habitantes de la mansión se trasladaban a la ciudad, y la mansión quedaba completamente sola.

She closed the misterious book feeling the soft brown leather cover in her hands and fearing the story about the hacienda empty during winter was no fiction.It seemed to be a diary

of a mad black woman. She read the entries. The fearful winters. The frustrations of being an older, African American woman in the 21st century. The irony of

entries and being older. In the 21st century, there's no time like the present for embracing fears of winter until they choke, exemplifying your madness with a primal scream to the

sodden heavens as they unleash hellish precipitation when once again, you left your umbrella at home. This leaves you with only one option, and you know what to do.

As the torrential downpour continues, you realize it's not about umbrellas. You go back to the warehouse for some wood and nails. Time to build the boat.

As you begin construction you realize that you need to build something a bit more sturdy than your average rowboat. And you'd better bring some animals along, cause it looks like

it's going to rain... hard... maybe even for 40 days and 40 nights. You decide to get the most useful animals first- cows, horses, chickens, and what have you. You finish the boat

your In-laws, because they would just disrupt the journey. And they deserve to die anyway, along with the T-Rex. The Fox News political pundits didn't shut up for the whole trip.