My mother used to listen to George Michael constantly in our dodge Omni. My sister and I would sit in the backseat quietly, slowly having any semblance of music enjoyment slowly dissolved out of us but whenever the line "I want your sex" would come on in the song, my mother would loudly say "I want your socks."
Fast forward to where we're 11 and 8 and we both get "the talk." So after all is said and done, my sister says (quite puzzled) "You mean, the song, he doesn't want to take someone's socks?"
After I finished snarfing my milk across the table, I had to clean it up AND apologize for laughing at "a beautiful act."
Who knew crew level hosiery could be so soxy, I mean sexy.
A true warrior feels fear but says **** it