what the fuck?

I look out the window and see Maya, little kid from next door, maybe five years old, stalking a butterfly across the yard with a shovel, clearly planning to send it to oblivion.

I didn't yell at her. Simply asked her not to do that. I wanted to say "what the fuck is wrong with you?" but managed not to.

But really, what the fuck? I know kids do shit like that, if their parents don't stop them, but man -- stalking the yard with an upraised shovel, she looked like a fucking psycho.