The Dockers played its first show in fall of 2006 but would have started much earlier if Mike Rippy had managed his anti-social tendencies. “We couldn’t even get along when it was just two of us and a comic book,” Rippy said of his early-’90s relationship with drummer Jeff Colyer. “Vodka and chess games had a lot to do with that.”

But Rippy mellowed by his mid-30s, adopted the moniker Aztex Kotex and brought The Dockers to life with Colyer, aka Creepy 13. Featuring Rippy on vocals and Colyer on drums, the lineup is rounded out by bassist Michael Wilson, aka GG Wilson, and guitarists Neil Beilach and Sam Murphy, aka Nine Inch Neil and Dr. Doomtone respectively.

The punk band is approaching its 69th show, a Feb. 14 Punk Rock Night celebration of its new album, “13 Lessons for Losers,” but Rippy never figured it would last as long as it has. “We figured three, four shows, our friends would come, cool,” he said.

But The Dockers hijacked shows with their uniform fezzes and puerile song titles like “Sniff My Crotch,” and “Winds of Uranus,” winning victims’ loyalty like some sort of musical Stockholm syndrome.

“Our first show was a Halloween show in 2006, and we couldn’t get together on what to dress up as,” Rippy said. Band members were in favor of dressing as various serial killers, but Rippy wanted a uniform look, so they took inspiration from a fez-topped skeleton in a smoking jacket. The band copped cheap fezzes at Flower Factory, made “D” shirts and donned makeup for the first and last time. “Three days later you’ve still got that layer of black around your eye that makes you look like you’re in Velvet Revolver or something,” Rippy said.

If The Dockers stumbled upon a winning formula, the band has resolved to approach the future with more forethought. “Before four months ago we had no plans, we just did things,” Rippy said, laughing. The band already has another record in the bag, “Tales from the Dock,” scheduled to be released in June alongside a namesake comic book, originally conceived by Rippy and Colyer.

The comic is an homage to pulp comics of the ‘60s and ’70s, a tribute from guys steeped in sleaze and Sammy Terry who think that pop culture’s best (and worst) days are behind us. “I haven’t bought a new comic since Sandman folded,” Rippy said.

The Dockers, State

When: 9 p.m. Feb. 14.

Where: Melody Inn, 3826 N. Illinois.

Tickets: $5.

Info: www.melodyindy.com.