The only album that was destroyed while I was growing up was one of my sister's. Morris Day and the Time, but I can't remember which one. It was soon after Prince's Purple Rain came out. Anyway, there was some song on the flip side that included a lot of "sex sounds".
To give you an idea of how my parents went about things, the album wasn't broken in pieces and thrown away but my father cut multiple gouges on each side (rendering the LP useless) and put it back in the dust cover and back with the rest of my sister's albums and there it sat until my sister found it a few days later.
I'm 36 now and I still don't understand the thinking behind it. Why not just confront my sister and tell her the album was gone? [shrug]
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