Ha! I might have known.

Nope, no rivers in Egypt around here. And the fluffy lavender bedsocks are doing very well thank you. I mean, how could somebody (a woman that is) who wears fluffy lavender bedsocks be seriously considered a femopath?

The same, however, could not be said for the type of female who enjoys her steak EXTREMELY rare, and sneaks out in the dead of night to meet shady characters of questionable habits! Quite batty if you ask me.