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BRITMETAL: Sock ft To Me, Baby

They stink, they’re dirty, they hang around in pairs; they’re always near the gutter attracting little bits of fluff! They’re socks! Sit back and put your brain on rinse-cycle as Britmetal brings you everything you wanted to know about socks but were afraid to ask!

November 2, 1987
Sylvie Simmons

BRITMETAL: Sock ft To Me, Baby

Sylvie Simmons

They stink, they’re dirty, they hang around in pairs; they’re always near the gutter attracting little bits of fluff! They’re socks! Sit back and put your brain on rinse-cycle as Britmetal brings you everything you wanted to know about socks but were afraid to ask!

Where better to start than with Fish of Marillion, who’s marrying his German girlfriend Tamara as you read this and knows a thing or two about international socks. Well? “My dog Kerry steals my socks,” mumbled the frontman. Even though they smell “terrible.” Oh.

Hang on, here’s Sam Fox—what’s she got to say? “My boyfriend used to wear bondage trousers tied together around his feet.” Different. How did she keep them clean? “Water, I suppose.” Thank you, Sam.

Looks like we’ll have to ask Zodiac Mindwarp, increasingly-famous Degenerate Of The World. What can you tell us about socks, Zody? “I never wash my socks, I throw them in the bin and buy a new pair.” Oh, that Zody!

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