The file name for this post is crazy

I’m sitting here with my text document blinking at me, somewhat empty in space with the little monster behind me chillaxing on her faux grass carpet with all her things in the window waiting for her.nShe’s determined the schedule of the kids she despises, mainly because they come up trying to look at her, not really realising that they might as well be taunting a tiger with rabies. If anything, the little lady is being restrained from her normal methods punish all infractions with swift retribution by legging it back inside.