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the worlds heaviest baby
    heaviest
  • Of great weight; difficult to lift or move
  • (of a class of thing) Above the average weight; large of its kind
  • (Heavier) A bone with more spots on it is said to be heavier than another bone with fewer spots.
  • Used in questions about weight
    worlds
  • Informal name for the World Figure Skating Championships
  • The World Universities Debating Championship (WUDC). Held annually during the winter.
  • The earth, together with all of its countries, peoples, and natural features
  • All of the people, societies, and institutions on the earth
  • Denoting one of the most important or influential people or things of its class
  • World is a common name for the sum of human civilization, specifically human experience, history, or the human condition in general, worldwide, i.e. anywhere on Earth.
    baby
  • A young or newly born animal
  • the youngest member of a group (not necessarily young); "the baby of the family"; "the baby of the Supreme Court"
  • a very young child (birth to 1 year) who has not yet begun to walk or talk; "the baby began to cry again"; "she held the baby in her arms"; "it sounds simple, but when you have your own baby it is all so different"
  • The youngest member of a family or group
  • pamper: treat with excessive indulgence; "grandparents often pamper the children"; "Let's not mollycoddle our students!"
  • A very young child, esp. one newly or recently born
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Whole Lotta Led Zeppelin: The Illustrated History of the Heaviest Band of All Time
Whole Lotta Led Zeppelin: The Illustrated History of the Heaviest Band of All Time
They were the heaviest band ever, creating the blueprint for an entire musical genre and becoming a touchstone for an entire generation and their children. Now, to celebrate their fortieth anniversary and December 2007 reunion, here’s the first-ever complete illustrated history of Led Zeppelin.
This all-star tribute to one of the biggest rock ’n’ roll bands of all time features many of today’s top American and English rock journalists from Rolling Stone, Creem, Billboard and more, as well as reflections on the band’s inspiration from some of rock’s top performers, including Aerosmith, Heart, the Minutemen, the Hold Steady, and others. An appendix features the complete discography.
Glorious concert and behind-the-scenes photography from some of the top names in rock photography covers the band from their first 1968 show as Led Zeppelin through the 2007 reunion. Also included are more than 200 rare concert posters, backstage passes, tickets, LPs and singles, T-shirts, buttons, and more from the United States, UK, Canada, Germany, France, and Japan, all comprising a book as epic as the band it honors.
Created from the ashes of the Yardbirds by guitarist and session wizard Jimmy Page, Led Zeppelin featured virtuoso bass player John Paul Jones, gonzo drummer John Bonham, and Robert Plant, a vocalist like no other before him. The band singlehandedly defined what rock ’n’ roll could be, leaving in their wake a trail of tales as tall or as a real as we wanted them to be.

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Shari Lee Saunders/The face of evil
Shari Lee Saunders/The face of evil
Shari shitti shari shuv, eating pricks she loves loves loves, in the pottery she then them hides: Petrans, Syrians, Egyptians too, one for each size she keeps them too! Ancient tags pile in huge rounds, but dust has faded one's own thoughts, to a blur memory of something which was once alive, no more. an archeologist dreaming. a child dream of a sketch -a perfect travel, epitomy of youth and good, the reading archelogist who left her country traveling to conquar history, the one her childhood dreamt of-mystery of what is essence of "Humane". and so you really did go. deformity is your creation as you lean upon the stabilty of those ancient stones. in silence they weep. And so you passed on that door...a fading dusty archeologist, a shame to your proffession's essence- your colors are long gone... Behind them:""She", as in "S"- adourns herself, all cards, pushing away "off the balcony" of her husband's property, a noble savage- which was there to 'serve her tea', since in Rome five star she's not- currently. She then unwraps, s l o w l y, from her poissoned neck, an ancient scarf -to hang us all, suffocating swamps where one can't float- so many potteries, misseries, lies and all -no Adonis to come and save us with a lili flower, his hand half dance-instead, phisics- nearly broken nose she drags, from the high angle it is by now in stuck. In each round jeroboum she pours the honey, as the pot and vessel earns her the money... A queen Mary. queen bee. nestle in the canadian died red desert hair- she sends her husband slave tied in her chains, to bring her what she needs to keep her monarchie- the one of died red hair canadian desert hair, of evil which endorse itself- it's definition fulfil itself- empty of anything, doctorantum of nothingness, lottery winning in the high end desert of the underdeveloped world off the highly civilized docterines, empty woumbs, pregnant woumbs, African black crowds emancipating amidst bloody battlefields taken from a painting with horses running to escape along crippled people only CNN will see, empty red dead hair of shari shitti shari shuv and her rented noblesse sauvage, High mountains which moral long gone forsaken, above the frozen dead blue bacchus lake, nurtured cemeteries she goes to hide in after recollects of others dusty death in her travels, along the doors she passes, her nose uptight nearly broken from it's angle. a deadly killer, with a died red nymph dusty hair, who recollects death in it's woumb. what an "Artists". what at artist. a clever ruller of her own non existing monarchy of non existing artifacts. kill them while they are young, but hate the French at the same time, ne'st pas, Cherrie? far away far away. there are no water lilis and no Bacchus and no Adonis to come and save us in Shari's Nymph red hair swamp. the dust is heavy,the nose is high, but in between blinding poissones so many weeds, their green is Byzantine by now-your nothingess is not even mererly "wonderful". no forsaken churches there to be found on the hills on the road-just a crazy lake floating high above some desert sharp mountain tops- with dusty little frozen corps floating on the water, obeying your death orders. How round and black are those jeroboums.how lean and red and dead is your hair as you pass at midnight across the "africano"professor 16th century woumb in the desert you came to conquar "without a word", your nose uptight in your husband's ass, as a little smile is smeared upon your ugly face. baby killer, with a silent and a smile, and not a word for eight years? Half naked, surprisingly no less, you arrive from cairo, fourty something degrees right? already ready for the festive fuck and leack and shuv night the Middle East will surely bring you,culture less colonialist, sexless evil, pretense of something beyond and less such little smile- the dead red hair desert rockey half sleev player. hockey. killing babies with a sigh and a smile and a dead red hair at your pubic shaved empty queen woumb, spreading away to the thin air, far away from the northen Canadian clean one you knew-you smile- you smile- and you smile- you don't laugh, you don't cry, you smile- and thus- To her husband ball's cradle she smiling Shari shitti baby killer in a smile then krawls in a hurry,orders him who to make a keeper and who to send to "imaginary" on a trailer-.many babies crawled for their lives, begged for her mercie, but in the monarchie of far Canadian nothingness that governs faraway doctorantum of lotteries, potteries and chances- it is only those with dead red died mountain hair and some root of evil that get the chance with shari, the rest are drawned in the blue frozen swamp, imaginary land of hate although creatures of love-as the balls are tightly held, as Shari commands for them to "work, work work". Shari shitti shari shuv, in the lottery sh
baby week 27 - 3rd trimestre proves to be difficult
baby week 27 - 3rd trimestre proves to be difficult
In my previous post, I had said that I'm feeling great and I'm on top of the world.. this past week proved to be a little more difficult than I was expecting.. I'm physically more hindered as the belly is growing with a very fast pace. The little one is much more active than ever. I'm not sure if his activities are dependent on my stress levels. I was very calm until last weekend and then we realised that we needed to finalize some more baby shopping and also decide on the bathroom furniture for the upcoming constructions. The whole weekend we were kind of in a whirlpool.. on Monday I finally suffered from heavy pains in the upper middle belly and on my rib hip.. luckily the same day we had the yoga lessons with partners.. Alex's massages helped to ease the pain.. but at home it started again.. and today I feel like I have hangover..it feels like I was out partying until 4 am. I need to rest. We're going to Portugal soon for one week. My only aim there is to sleep, go to the beach and eat all the summer fruits they have to offer! that's it! :)

the worlds heaviest baby
the worlds heaviest baby
The Heaviest Things
How can we lift something extremely heavy when we can't see or touch the thing? In an effort to help an elderly neighbor, ten-year-old Henry Goodwin sets out to discover how some of the heaviest and most mysterious things on earth have been moved. His research yields surprising results when he meets a real-life Paul Bunyan, has a conversation with the god Atlas, and takes a trip to the North Pole. However, even after traveling far and wide, Henry discovers that the answer to his own problem lies much closer to home.

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