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Miku at the convenience store

dwkeiko

Published: Jul 19, 2011

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So has anyone besides me and my best friend heard of the Convenience Store song??? Its hilarious!!

So I was bored and decided... why not make Miku go to the convenience store!! And bam, this is born- Miku with that classic face!! XD

hahahaha!!! I get so bored sometimes!

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