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THE TOOTHLESS COMMUNITY

Before the jaza pengo campaign and before the toothless community.

January 21 2036

In a non busy market place, close to a large garbage, there are two boys each with a bottle of beer. They are dressed in ragged Jean's and fashionably torn shirts but each were unique in color and brand. Pengo's had a brand logo with a toothless smile.

Njoro: Kwani where did your tooth go, I mean, where did you take your tooth?

Pengo: When it first came out I threw to my grandmother's house direction and asked her to give me a new one. I think she refused to give me back.

Njoro: Walai, I'm not doubting but, are you for real?

Pengo: Naa bro, I just removed it the other day. How do I look like? It's my new iconic swag. Have you noticed how much I'm drinking them?

Njoro: mmmmmh I noticed earlier today you talked to a girl. It looks good on you by the way. You look gangsta.

April 12 2037

Njoro removed his two upper front teeth. And it looked very good on his smile. Njoro had many fans and he was a role model to a large crowd.

In 08 July 2038 almost every young adult around Njoro had removed their front teeth.

August 19 2005

...Pengo was about 7 years old, a very energetic little kid. He believed that he and his father could beat every everyone in the world. He was furious and rough. He used to boast how dangerous his father was and he made other kids to submit to him.

Later on, kids realized Pengos' roughness was just a meer talk. How? One day while Pengo and his classmates were playing football made of polythene papers. If you you're an African born in the nineties you can understand how the owner of the ball monitored the game, and the rules he'd establish during play.

They used two stones as goalposts of about two-three steps distance. Pengo was passed through the ball. He dribbled the ball close to the goalpost and he kicked it to the goalpost... go go go GOOOAAL! The goalkeeper jumped trying to catch the ball and he nearly touched it. Pengo and his teammates were already celebrating. The owner of the ball and his teammates were the opponents.

The owner of the ball: Hio haijaingia, HIO SIO BAO😱😱

To be continued...

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