Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”. Funny story time - it seemed like everyone had or wanted to have that album when it came out. We did not have it though because it was hard to find in my village. A boy I knew had the album and agreed to make a recording for me on cassette. I was super pumped and got the tape from him on Friday at school before a slumber party with my besties. Saturday morning we’re all sitting around the table with my friend’s huge family and they pulled out a cassette player and set it in the center of the table. The first three tracks played while we’re monching pancakes and I was so chuffed to have brought this sought after album. Then “Thriller” came on - the song - which is nearly six minutes long. Everyone knows the song and it’s ramping up but then suddenly the music cuts out with a click. It was the boy who recorded it speaking in to a mic saying, “Elaine, I recorded this for you because I love you.” Mind you, I’m ten so the entire room - adults and kids are dying of laughter while I was desperately trying to crawl across the table to shut it off. Someone grabbed the tape player from my reach and I died instantly. This is my clone typing this in 2024.