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Tucker Leo Heidi Cherry & Vaya | Mr Kitty ( Part 9)

by Cory Cochiolo

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This awesome, fun bedtime story for kids is about a new cat in town called Poe. Poe is a poet and Mr Kitty does not like him at all... These fun stories are created to help children of all ages settle down for a happy night's sleep. Aiding to reduce anxieties, stresses and worries by replacing them with a smile.

BedtimeAnimalsCommunityFriendshipJealousyHumorPoetrySleepAnxietyStressWorryAnimal CharactersCommunity SupportFriendship LoveBedtime StoriesDancingChildrenSmiling

Transcript

Are you ready to meditate with Corrie?

Make sure that you're in your bed,

You're laying down and you're comfortable.

Try and stay still so you can relax your body.

And that way,

Maybe you'll fall to sleep as you listen to the story.

Heidi,

Cherry,

Vair,

Tucker and Leo and Mr.

Kitty were all hanging out at Tucker and Leo's house.

There was a knock on the door.

Tucker went to answer the door and Mr.

Kitty followed close by.

When they opened the door,

There was a black cat stood there.

The black cat was quite tall and he had long hair that went over one of his eyes.

He kept blowing up at the hair as if he was trying to uncover his other eye.

And then he would shake his head.

He looked very suave,

A very cool looking cat.

His fur was super,

Super shiny.

He said,

Hello.

And Tucker said,

Hello,

What do you want?

What do you want?

Can I help you?

What is it?

What's happening?

The cat said,

Oh,

Oh,

Sorry,

Nothing's happening.

It's just that I'm here collecting money for the local library.

We're having a book sale this weekend and we're inviting all the locals to come to the book sale so that hopefully we can sell some books and hopefully we can raise money to keep the library open because the library has been straddling,

You know,

These days and for us young poets that are enthusiastic about books,

That's a very sad thing.

Mr.

Kitty looked at Tucker as if to say,

Who is this dude?

Tucker didn't get Mr.

Kitty's face at all.

Tucker just bounded forward and said,

Come on in,

We've got a house full of people,

Lots of kitties that you can talk to and me and my brother,

Leo,

Are very nice to kitties,

Aren't we,

Mr.

Kitty?

That is if Mr.

Kitty would let me be nice to him because this is my friend,

Mr.

Kitty,

By the way.

Mr.

Kitty nodded at the black cat at the door that had not come in the house yet.

The black cat looked down its nose at Mr.

Kitty as if to say,

Who are you,

Peasant?

And Mr.

Kitty felt the vibe straight away as if there was instant competition between the two of them.

Tucker was completely oblivious.

Come on in,

Come on in.

Yes,

Like I said,

I like cats very much.

I like to lick cats,

Are you okay with that?

The cat looked at Tucker as if he was joking.

Tucker wasn't joking at all.

Mr.

Kitty said,

He's not joking.

And the black cat said,

Oh gracious,

That sounds delightfully not delightful at all.

The black cat was talking way too intelligent for Tucker to get or pick up on any of the sarcasm that he was laying out.

So Tucker just assumed he was okay to lick the new black cat.

Tucker leaned forward as if he was going to give him a big old lick as a nice welcome to say hello and welcome to our house.

The black cat dodged the lick very quickly and nimbly.

And Mr.

Kitty noticed.

It was like they'd gone back 200 years or so or maybe more than that,

To the times where people would duel to the death.

It was an instant dislike between the two of them and they kept eyeballing each other up.

Heidi,

Cherry and Vaya also came downstairs to find out why Mr.

Kitty and Tucker had been at the door for so long.

As soon as the cat spotted the cat at the door,

They swooned forward.

Oh,

Hello,

Said Heidi.

Vaya said,

Yes,

Pleased to meet you.

My name's Vaya.

She put one of her paw forwards for the new cat to shake it.

And the cat took a hold of Vaya's paw and bowed his head down as if he was going to kiss her paw.

Vaya moved it very quickly and he just missed.

Mr.

Kitty squinted his eyes as if to say,

Watch it,

Mate.

But he didn't say anything.

Vaya blushed,

Oh,

Such a gentleman.

My name is Poe,

Poe and I am a poet.

I'm here,

Cats,

Trying to get everybody involved in the problem that's happening with the local library.

The local library is a source of wisdom and knowledge and we need it so much in the community.

And unfortunately,

There has been less and less interest as these days,

Most people read books online.

It's such a sad,

Sad,

Sad way to die.

So me being a poet and all,

I have decided to give my time,

My precious time,

Because I am so busy creating beautiful poems.

I have decided to give my special time to raise funds for the local library.

Cherry said,

OMG,

That's so nice of you.

Very,

Very,

Very nice of you.

And what was your name again?

Sorry,

Poodle.

Poe,

The poet,

The black,

Shiny,

Very,

Very handsome,

Fancy cat,

Looked down his nose at Cherry as if calling him Poodle was stabbing him in the gut just to hear it.

He looked very uncomfortable.

No,

He said,

Not Poodle.

I said,

Poe,

Poe.

Remember it,

I'm Poe,

The poet.

Oh,

Said Cherry,

Very nice,

Very nice.

Can you give us a poem right now then?

I mean,

You just like spit poems out of your head.

You don't even have to think about it.

You just go,

A poem,

A poem,

Oh,

Oh,

Oh,

Oh.

I'm just like washing the dishes.

Oh,

Oh,

There's a poem.

Oh,

I'm just like tying my shoes.

Oh,

Oh,

Just wrote a poem about tying my shoes.

I'm like constantly a poet.

Is that what it's like?

Poe smiled and said,

Yes,

Pretty much.

When you're so creative and talented as I am,

Then it seeps out of your paws without even trying.

Tucker said,

It comes out of your paws,

Like literally paws out of your toes and your feet and your little cute cat pads on the bottom of your feet.

It pours out of your paws.

Poe started laughing,

But not in a friendly way,

In more of a disgusted way,

As if to say,

Oh my gosh,

Dog.

And he said,

Not out of these paws,

Dog,

Pointing to his paws,

Putting his paws out in front of him.

No,

No,

No,

My paws,

The paws on my skin.

Oh,

Cherry was beside herself laughing.

Oh,

Tucker,

I totally thought,

It's the same as you.

I thought he was talking about his paws,

Like his paws,

P-A-W-S,

Paws,

Not P-O-R-E-S,

Paws.

Oh,

OMG,

I can't believe I just got that spelling.

Just like that,

I didn't even think about it.

So smart,

I am so smart.

Heidi stepped in front of Cherry,

As if she was on a mission.

This cat is a poet,

A poet,

And he's raising money for the local library.

I mean,

He is like her ideal cat.

If she had a dream cat that she would want as a partner,

He had just walked up to the door.

Heidi blushed and introduced herself.

My name's Heidi.

Poe said,

Oh,

Hello.

He noticed her glasses.

I like your glasses.

I have a pair just like that at home,

But I don't need them for the daytime when I'm just walking about here and there,

But I do need them when I read.

Cherry noticed the look on Heidi's face.

Her cheeks were pink.

She was a little bit clammy.

She looked like she was falling in love by the second.

Oh,

No,

That's nice,

Said Heidi.

So why don't you come in and tell us all about what's happening with the fundraiser and everything this weekend,

And we'll definitely be there,

Won't we?

Everybody said,

Yeah,

Come on in.

They all agreed that they would go to the fundraiser.

The whole time Poe was talking to Heidi and everyone else about the fundraiser and what was going to be happening there and how they were going to raise money to keep the library open,

Mr.

Kitty was giving Poe the daggers.

He's staring him down.

Vea had noticed that Mr.

Kitty had puffed up his chest and Vea smiled because she could tell that Mr.

Kitty was very jealous of this new cat,

Paying all of them attention,

Even though some of the attention that he was giving some of them wasn't that nice.

He was still paying them attention and he was a new cat and Mr.

Kitty had some competition.

Vea decided to go sit next to Poe on the sofa.

Mr.

Kitty plumped out his chest even bigger.

Vea smiled silently inside,

Enjoying herself,

Making Mr.

Kitty sweat a little bit about the fact that there was a new cat in town,

A possible boyfriend for all of them.

Cherry sat in front of him on the ground and stared up at him.

Oh,

She looked at Tucker next to her.

He's got delicious eyes,

Ain't he?

He's got shiny fur.

He's got shh,

That's about it.

But he's so nice.

He's so nice.

Tucker said,

He wouldn't let me lick him,

So I don't know.

I tried really hard,

Cherry,

I did.

I leaned in for the biggest lick and I was gonna shlever all over him and get really good taste of him.

Cause you know,

That's how I know if you're good or not.

I can tell if you're a good egg or a bad egg.

If you want,

I'll try and sneak a lick while he's not looking.

I can lick maybe one of his paws and he'll never know.

Shuffled forward a little bit on the rug as if to get closer without Poe noticing.

Poe didn't notice.

He was too busy in a very deep conversation with Heidi about their favourite books.

Even though Mr.

Kitty had never shown any interest in Heidi before,

He didn't like the fact that this new cat was in their house and this new cat was interested in one of his very good friends.

He didn't like the fact that this new cat could possibly take the interest away off him.

To be honest,

Mr.

Kitty had got used to all of the attention from Heidi,

Cherry and Veya.

He quite enjoyed it.

Even though he didn't ever make any moves about it,

He enjoyed the attention.

Who doesn't?

And now the attention was on something new.

Mr.

Kitty interrupted the conversation and said,

Do you dance?

Poe looked down his nose at Mr.

Kitty and said,

That's a silly question.

Of course I dance.

I'm a poet.

I'm creative in all ways.

I dance,

I cook.

I write poetry that's heavenly as if it's been sent from above.

I'm a designer when it comes to clothes.

Veya now very seriously swooned.

Oh,

She said,

Do you make princess dresses?

Oh yes,

Yes,

Yes,

Yes.

I can design anything.

I am the most creative cat I know.

And I know that sounds as if I'm bragging about myself or something,

But very,

Very,

Very special.

Cherry said,

OMG,

I said that about myself all the time.

Me and you,

We're like twins.

We're so alike because I'm so good at everything.

Poe,

I'm good at everything.

I'm good at skydiving.

I'm good at like,

Uh.

Tucker interrupted.

I'm good at some things too,

You know.

I'm very good at licking kitty cats.

Ah,

Well,

Most of the time I am unless they're like you and they dodge me very quickly.

But you were quick on your paws.

I must say,

Mr.

Kitty,

He was very quick on his paws.

I bet you any money he's a good dancer.

In the meantime,

Leo had been laid very quietly,

Just watching all of this happen,

Not saying a word.

And then he piped up and said,

Maybe you two should have a dance competition.

Inside,

Secretly,

He was thinking this is very entertaining and he would love to see Mr.

Kitty and Poe,

The poet,

Dance to the death.

Mr.

Kitty said,

Well,

I am a very good dancer.

Poe said,

Oh,

Well,

We'll just have to see,

Won't we?

Cherry said,

Oh,

This is so exciting.

OMG,

It's on,

It's on right now.

Just a minute,

Let me go get my boogie box.

I'm gonna go get my boogie box,

Right.

I'm gonna get some really good music.

What do you like to dance to,

Poe?

I bet you can dance to anything,

Can't you?

I can just tell.

Poe said,

You name it,

I can move to it,

Whatever it is.

Vea swooned,

Heidi swooned,

And Cherry was very impressed.

This new cat had got all the cat's attention.

Mr.

Kitty snarled.

He was so angry.

He was so angry about this new cat.

Who does this new cat think he is?

What the heck does he think he is?

Who,

Who,

Who,

Who,

Who asked this new cat to be in my life?

Who asked this new cat to turn up at the door?

Who asked this new cat to be a nice,

Kind cat that was raising money for the library?

Who asked this cat to be a poet?

Who asked this cat to make princess dresses?

Who asked this cat to be good at everything like Cherry?

Get him out of my house,

Was the internal dialogue that Mr.

Kitty kept repeating inside of his mind over and over and over again,

Not saying any of it out loud,

Because then if he did,

He would look like he was bothered by this new cat.

He wasn't bothered by this thing,

This thing,

Whatever it was there in front of him.

He was gonna do a dance-off and put this cat in his place.

Cherry came running in the living room and put down her boogie box.

She put one of her tapes in.

It was a mixed tape.

It had rap music on it.

She was quite interested to see if this new cat could dance to rap.

Everyone created a circle,

And there on the rug in the middle stood Mr.

Kitty and Poe,

The handsome black cat that was a poet.

She pressed play,

And it started.

Mr.

Kitty went first,

Started doing all his best moves,

But decided to save some of them just in case to see what this cat had got.

Mr.

Kitty finished with a spin on his back and rested one of his elbows down on the rug and put his head on his paw as if he was just chilling there all cool.

Veya said,

Oh,

Wow,

That was great.

Cherry said,

Oh,

MJ,

Mr.

Kitty,

That was so good.

Heidi said,

Oh,

Yeah,

That was really good.

Poe didn't look fazed by it at all.

And then Cherry pressed play again,

And Poe started to do his thing.

Wow,

Everyone said.

That's all they could say.

Wow,

Like every move that Poe did was amazing.

And then he did an actual back flip and landed on his paws,

As cats always do,

Right?

And then just looked there all chilled.

And Cherry pressed stop on the music and just instantly started to applaud him.

Oh,

MJ,

Oh,

MJ,

That was so good.

Mr.

Kitty coughed really loud and said,

My turn.

And then realized he sounded very snappy.

Cherry's eyes got super big,

All shocked at him,

Like,

Wow,

What's wrong,

Mr.

Kitty?

Mr.

Kitty said,

Sorry,

Sorry,

Cherry,

My turn.

Cherry pressed play.

Now she was gonna do some dance disco music.

Let's see how they do with this,

She thought.

Mr.

Kitty did some really cool moves.

He looked like he'd been doing disco dance in his whole life.

He looked like he was,

As soon as he was born,

He just came out doing moves.

He was super good.

Cherry stopped,

Mr.

Kitty stopped,

And then she pressed play again,

And Poe did his dance moves,

His disco moves.

He was super good too,

But,

You know,

Everyone noticed that disco maybe wasn't his thing as much as rap,

But he still was very good.

And then Cherry put classical music on where you have to do like a waltz and you have to dance with a partner.

She had a plan.

She was hoping that Poe would pick her to dance with him,

But he didn't.

He picked Heidi.

Heidi blushed and stood up and pushed her glasses up her nose and prepared herself to dance with Poe.

It was a very,

Very nice dance.

And in the meantime,

Mr.

Kitty was dancing with Faye.

Cherry had a moment where she felt all alone inside.

She watched them both dancing in the room.

Tucker elbowed her and said,

Wow,

They're so good,

Aren't they?

They're so good.

Do you want to dance with me?

Can we dance too?

Does it matter?

Because we're not in the competition,

But we can still dance,

Can't we,

Cherry?

Cherry was so pleased that Tucker noticed that she was a little bit sad.

Oh,

Ain't she,

Tucker?

You're such a good friend.

She got up and started doing the waltz with Tucker and Leo sat there watching it all as if he was watching a programme on telly,

Completely outside of it,

Not in it,

But absorbed in it enough to be watching it.

He smiled to himself.

They all looked really good together dancing.

Wow,

He thought.

It made him miss Sasha.

He was thinking about Sasha,

The dog from next door that disappeared and he hasn't seen since.

He thinks that she went back to Mexico where she lives and that was the end of that.

He got quieter in his mind and more withdrawn and started to stare off into space instead of watching the cats and Tucker dancing.

Sasha,

He kept thinking to himself.

I miss Sasha,

Poor Leo.

But then the music stopped and it was all good to go and now it was time to pick who won the dance-off.

Was it Poe,

The handsome black cat,

The poet?

Or was it Mr.

Kitty?

With all of his charm,

Had he regained the favour of all the female cats in the house?

Or had he lost them to this new,

Dashingly handsome,

Very,

Very fancy cat,

Poe,

The poet?

Who would decide who won the dance competition?

It was so difficult and so hard that they decided that they were gonna flip a coin because no one wanted the responsibility of choosing who was the winner.

Whoever got heads won,

Whoever got tails lost,

Regardless of what people thought.

Cherry threw the coin up in the air and we'll have to find out what happens next.

The end.

Meet your Teacher

Cory CochioloSan Diego, CA, USA

4.8 (167)

Recent Reviews

piece

September 7, 2025

I didn't even hear A SINGLE WORD of this story because I fell asleep so fast!!! I'm not exaggerating!!

Emily

April 4, 2025

Is Sasha real? This is AMAZING!๐Ÿฅฒ I loved this! It is sooo peaceful and anyone should hear this! ANYONE!! (BYW listen is order)Love the cliffhanger too. ;)

Lila

February 5, 2025

Amazing! When I envisioned Poe I could only think of my foster dog named Poe so Poe was a dog not a cat๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฆฎ๐Ÿถps. In humans, do all of Heidi cherry and vayaโ€™s human friends turn into animals bc the cats are now people? ( pls answer in words)

Florence

June 24, 2024

Nooooo donโ€™t leave me hanging! (Still great tho โค๏ธ)

โ€ขKASHโ€ข

May 12, 2024

Idk why I feel like doing thisโ€ฆ.. I AM GOING TO DO EVERY AMOJI IN THE WORLD!!! ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿฅฒโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿค“๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†”๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ™โ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค”๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿซก๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘ŠโœŠ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿซธ๐ŸคžโœŒ๏ธ๐Ÿซฐ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿปโ˜๏ธโœ‹๐Ÿคš๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿค™๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿป๐Ÿฆพ* 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€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšต๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰๐Ÿ…๐ŸŽ–๏ธ๐Ÿต๏ธ๐ŸŽ—๏ธ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽŸ๏ธ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคน๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿฉฐ๐ŸŽจ๐ŸŽฌ๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽง๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽน๐Ÿช‡๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช˜๐ŸŽท๐ŸŽบ๐Ÿช—๐ŸŽธ๐Ÿช•๐ŸŽป๐Ÿชˆ๐ŸŽฒโ™Ÿ๏ธ๐ŸŽฏ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฐ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš™๐ŸšŒ๐ŸšŽ๐ŸŽ๏ธ๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿฉผ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿ›ž๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš–๐Ÿšก๐Ÿš ๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿš‹๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš‰โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿ›ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ถโ›ต๏ธ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ณ๏ธโ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿšข๐Ÿ›Ÿโš“๏ธ๐Ÿชโ›ฝ๏ธโ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฏ๐ŸŸ๏ธ๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐ŸŽ โ›ฒ๏ธโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿœ๏ธ๐ŸŒ‹โ›ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๏ธ๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๏ธโ›บ๏ธ๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿ˜๏ธ๐Ÿš๏ธ๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ›๏ธโ›ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ค๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ—พ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿž๏ธ๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŽ‡๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ†๐Ÿ™๏ธ๐ŸŒƒ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒ‰๐ŸŒโŒš๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒ๐Ÿ’ปโŒจ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ–จ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ•น๏ธ๐Ÿ—œ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐ŸŽฅ๐Ÿ“ฝ๏ธ๐ŸŽž๏ธ๐Ÿ“žโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽ™๏ธ๐ŸŽš๏ธ๐ŸŽ›๏ธ๐Ÿงญโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธโฐ๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธโŒ›๏ธโณ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›ข๏ธ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿชช๐Ÿ’Žโš–๏ธ๐Ÿชœ๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ”จโš’๏ธ๐Ÿ› ๏ธโ›๏ธ๐Ÿชš๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๏ธ๐Ÿชค๐Ÿงฑโ›“๏ธโ›“๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿงจ๐Ÿช“๐Ÿ”ชโš”๏ธ๐Ÿ›ก๏ธ๐Ÿšฌโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿชฆโšฑ๏ธ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿชฌ๐Ÿ’ˆโš—๏ธ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ๐Ÿฉป๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿฉบ๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงช๐ŸŒก๏ธ๐Ÿงน๐Ÿช ๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿšฐ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿช’๐Ÿชฎ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿงด๐Ÿ›Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿšช๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿ›‹๏ธ๐Ÿ›๏ธ๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿช†๐Ÿ–ผ๏ธ๐Ÿชž๐ŸชŸ๐Ÿ›๏ธ๐Ÿ›’๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ€๐Ÿช„๐Ÿช…๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŽ๐Ÿชญ๐Ÿฎ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿชฉ๐Ÿงงโœ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿท๏ธ๐Ÿชง๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿงพ๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ—’๏ธ๐Ÿ—“๏ธ๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ—‘๏ธ๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ—ƒ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ณ๏ธ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿงท๐Ÿ”—๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๏ธ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“๐Ÿงฎ๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ–Š๏ธ๐Ÿ–‹๏ธโœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ–Œ๏ธ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ“โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿค๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉนโฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ÿโ˜ฎ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•‰๏ธโ˜ธ๏ธ๐Ÿชฏโœก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฏ๐Ÿ•Žโ˜ฏ๏ธโ˜ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›โ›Žโ™ˆ๏ธโ™‰๏ธโ™Š๏ธโ™‹๏ธโ™Œ๏ธโ™๏ธโ™Ž๏ธโ™๏ธโ™๏ธโ™‘๏ธโ™’๏ธโ™“๏ธ๐Ÿ†”โš›๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘โ˜ข๏ธโ˜ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ“ด๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿˆถ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๐Ÿˆบ๐Ÿˆท๏ธโœด๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿ‰ใŠ™๏ธใŠ—๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๐Ÿˆต๐Ÿˆน๐Ÿˆฒ๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๐Ÿ†‘๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜โŒโญ•๏ธ๐Ÿ›‘โ›”๏ธ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ขโ™จ๏ธ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿ”ž๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿšญโ—๏ธโ•โ“โ”โ€ผ๏ธโ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†ใ€ฝ๏ธโš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธ๐Ÿ”ฑโšœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฐโ™ป๏ธโœ…๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ’นโ‡๏ธโœณ๏ธโŽ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ โ“‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿง๐Ÿšพโ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿˆณ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…๐Ÿ›œ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’โ€๐Ÿง’โšง๏ธ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšฎ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ”ฃโ„น๏ธ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ†–๐Ÿ†—๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†’๐Ÿ†•๐Ÿ†“0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ”ข#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃโ๏ธโ–ถ๏ธโธ๏ธโฏ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโญ๏ธโฎ๏ธโฉ๏ธโช๏ธโซ๏ธโฌ๏ธโ—€๏ธ๐Ÿ”ผ๐Ÿ”ฝโžก๏ธโฌ…๏ธโฌ†๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†—๏ธโ†˜๏ธโ†™๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ช๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”ƒ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถโž•โž–โž—โœ–๏ธ๐ŸŸฐโ™พ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฒ๐Ÿ’ฑโ„ข๏ธยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘๏ธโ€๐Ÿ—จ๏ธ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”œใ€ฐ๏ธโžฐโžฟโœ”๏ธโ˜‘๏ธ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ด๐ŸŸ ๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸข๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸฃโšซ๏ธโšช๏ธ๐ŸŸค๐Ÿ”บ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”น๐Ÿ”ถ๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ”ฒโ–ช๏ธโ–ซ๏ธโ—พ๏ธโ—ฝ๏ธโ—ผ๏ธโ—ป๏ธ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸชโฌ›๏ธโฌœ๏ธ๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ—ฏ๏ธโ™ ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŽด๐Ÿ€„๏ธ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•ฆ๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿณ๏ธ๐Ÿด๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐ŸŽŒ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ฅ๓ ฎ๓ ง๓ ฟ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ณ๓ ฃ๓ ด๓ ฟ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ท๓ ฌ๓ ณ๓ ฟ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ผ I canโ€™t do all of them soโ€ฆ.. Love your storyโ€™s Bye Edit: I DID IT!!! I DID ALL THE EMOJIS IN THE WORLD!!!

Raylnn

March 14, 2024

You have to make humans #6 plz and make it with Poe The Poit. Read more Who clicked on this thinking that it had more.โ˜  ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—โ˜บ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค—๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿค ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿค“๐Ÿง๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ™โ˜น๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Ÿโฃ๐Ÿ’”โค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ•ณ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ—ฏ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿคš๐Ÿ–โœ‹๐Ÿ––๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸคŒ๐ŸคโœŒ๐Ÿคž๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿค™๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ‘‡โ˜๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ŽโœŠ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿค›๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ™โœ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿฆป๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿง’๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿง”๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿง“๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿปโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿผโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿผโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎ๐Ÿ•ตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ท๐Ÿคด๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณ๐Ÿ‘ฒ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿคตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคต๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿคฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ„๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆน๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง™๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿง›โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง›โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง›๐Ÿงœโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงœ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงž๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŸ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšถ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŽ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ•ด๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿ‡โ›ท๐Ÿ‚๐ŸŒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŠโ›นโ€โ™‚๏ธโ›นโ€โ™€๏ธโ›น๐Ÿ‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšต๐Ÿคธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคผ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคพ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคน๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿคโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿคโ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ช๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿฆฒ โค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›

Ella

March 12, 2024

My ships Cherry+ tucker Vaya+ mr kitty Heidi+poe Leo+sasha

Willie

January 14, 2024

Do you know in the vision b a very very long time ago ,Heidi was dating someone who was strong and a message to Cherry is that her and Tucker look good together โค๏ธ

Baddie

January 8, 2024

Nooooo who won I need to know!!! Oh Cory why the cliffhanger?

Frida

November 14, 2023

Omgomgomgomg Tucker melted my heart โค๏ธ ๐Ÿ˜ญ He was so sweet for dancing with cherry Personally I don't want either of them to win because they were both rude! Also Mr kitty totally lost his chance with vaya Ps I ship cherry and tucker Poe: I'm a poet, I dance...(precedes to show off) Vaya: *blushes* Heidi: what's your favourite book? Mr kitty: watch it mate! Tucker: do you think I can lick him? Leo: I miss sasha Frida

Luna

November 14, 2023

PART 10 PLSS!!! We really need to make Sasha come back! MR KITTY MUST WIN !!!

เฟ‰

November 12, 2023

Omg Is that it? We need part plz post out so we need it ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ง I was just sat there staring at a wall like โ€œwhat what WHAT omg is that all? We definitely need a part 10 NOW.โ€ Now so yea please do that Iโ€™m so excited for part 10 PLZ post ๐Ÿค—amazing .-. Sasha needs to come i feel bad for leo :( i would want sasha if i was him to:( in part 10 or 11 can you add sasha in plz? Did you spot the face plz tell me were just say the letter it was near or under! Happy Halloween๐Ÿ˜ˆ First it was mr kitty and vaya then cherry and tucker NOW POE AND Heidi? Omg Edit: i missed leo and sasha ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ฑ

*+Beaux

November 6, 2023

First amazing xxx secondly whyyyyyy would u end it thereeeeeeeeee :( :))))

Sheryl

November 3, 2023

Really good. I fell asleep before the end but I looked and I saw there is a cliffhanger at the end. Can you tell me what it is? From Sherylโ€™s daughter

๊ง

November 2, 2023

WHAT?!?! HOW COULD YOU LEAVE US ON A CLIFFHANGER LIKE THAT?!?!? IM JUST- WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?!??๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ–•โ–”โ•ฑโ–”โ–”โ–”โ”โ– โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ–•โ–”โ•ฑโ•ฑโ•ฑ๐Ÿ‘โ”ˆโ•ฒโ–‚โ–”โ–”โ•ฒ โ”ˆโ”ˆโ–•โ–”โ•ฑโ•ฑโ•ฑโ•ฑ๐Ÿ’งโ–‚โ–‚โ–‚โ–‚โ–‚โ–‚โ– โ”ˆโ–•โ–”โ•ฑโ–•โ–•โ•ฑโ•ฑโ•ฑโ”ˆโ–ฝโ–ฝโ–ฝโ–ฝโ–ฝ โ–•โ–”โ•ฑโ”Šโ”ˆโ•ฒโ•ฒโ•ฒโ•ฒโ–‚โ–ณโ–ณโ–ณโ–ณ โ–”โ•ฑโ”Šโ”ˆโ•ฑโ–•โ•ฒโ–‚โ–‚โ–‚โ–‚โ–‚โ–‚โ•ฑ โ•ฑโ”Šโ”ˆโ•ฑโ”‰โ–•โ”‰โ”‹โ•ฒโ”ˆ

*โ€ข~Edith~โ€ข*

November 2, 2023

What a cliff hanger! Nooooooooooooooo! Not a cliff hanger! Make more RIGHT NOW RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Any ways, thanks Cory โค๏ธ happy Halloween ๐Ÿ˜‰

Jennifer

November 2, 2023

That was the best mr. Kitty yet! Also is Poe named after edger Allen Poe? I think he was a poet? Also there is no way u can leave us on a cliffhanger like that! I need moreee! Also ps: I think Heidi and Poe are purrrfectt together! Ok love u! Alyce, 11 ๐ŸŒ†๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ‘˜๐ŸŠ

Lindsay

November 2, 2023

That was super good ๐Ÿ‘Œ ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ™Œ ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜‹. Where was Leo โ™Œ๏ธ ๐Ÿ˜ณ ๐Ÿ‘€ ๐Ÿค” while the others were dancing ๐Ÿ’ƒ? I think that you should make 1000000000 plus Google plex more.vjust to let you know that Google plex is a number. Ok? Ok. I'm so happy you do these meditations because they are just so amazing ๐Ÿ‘. I think the hamsom cat should win. What is hid name again. You know the black hanson cat? Please tell me. How many of these do you already have. Do you have part 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 q8 19 20? Tell me how many. Question of the day: if there is more than 20 hidie cherry and vaya tucker and leo mr kitty's then what part is the latest ๐Ÿค”? You are the best medatater ever thanks so much. Gess what. In 17 days it's my birthday ๐ŸŽ‚ and in 23 days it's my brother's birthday ๐ŸŽ‚. Where do you live and how far is it from Holly Springs north Carolina gable wood lane 113? The reason why is because I want you to come to my show on the 17 18 and 19. The 18 is my birthday ๐ŸŽ‚ so please come see it if you can. Loved this med thanks so much!!!!! Ps. Please answer all my questions.โค๏ธ

Brittany

November 2, 2023

I loved it! Ooh ooh ooh Heidi has a boyfriend lol Mr kitty is so protective of Vaya lol pls make a Mr kitty part 10 please poor cherry It was funny, atleast, how I pictured it, when Mr kitty puffed out his chest ๐Ÿ˜‚how old is Tucker and how old is Leo? (Your dogs) ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฉตโค๏ธ๐Ÿฉตโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿงก๐Ÿงก๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿงก๐Ÿงก๐Ÿฉตโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿฉตโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿฉตโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฉตโค๏ธโค๏ธ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉตโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’™โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’”๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿค๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ–ค๐ŸคŽ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿคโฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™โฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’•โฃ๏ธโฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’™โฃ๏ธ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿค๐Ÿค๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉต๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’›โค๏ธ๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿงก๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿงกโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿค๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™

Crazyanimalgirl/CoryCochioloโ€™sbiggestfan

November 2, 2023

Greatest thing ever! Donโ€™t leave it on a cliff hanger :():. MAKE PART TEN!!!!!

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