From the screwed-up mind of the man who brought us the sex lives of sock puppets, we are given the gift that just keeps on giving in The Soxorcist.  Think of a rip off of the horror movie, The Exorcist. Being completely candour – I fucking loved it – it was funny, entertaining, well written and just plain disgusting. The description had me in a tug of war between laughing and being completely shocked. I had whiplash. Books are my escape from a mad life. I don’t take them too seriously and I love it even more when books leave all the boundaries and expectations behind. I love a bizarro…