With the recent passing of what was left of the King Of Pop, I had a hankerin' to dig out my old Thriller cassette (yes, you read that right people, no fancy CD's for me!) and bust out some MJ inspired moves in my lounge room....OK, I thought I might be able to sell it on Ebay
So I climbed up on my bed to get to my box of tapes, which are safely hidden in the back of my wardrobe, lest anyone I might want to impress should see them, and sadly, my Thriller album was nowhere to be found. Then I remembered some asshole broke into my Datsun 120Y and stole a bunch of them about 15 years ago.
But I did find this one...

Ohhhh...the horror....







