Juanine makes enemies

It has come to the attention of us here at the Twelvty that a certain member of the Twelvty has been throwing her weight around a bit much and as a result has been rufffling a few feathers and making people cry. As always the Twelvty has photographic evidence.

It all started a few weeks back when this certain person...we will call her Juanine (oops)...was asked for a photo of her tattoo. One thing led to another and she refused then to pose with her friends and colleagues for a silly face segment Tonto was planning on doing.

While Tonto didn't mind too much, Peter was none too happy. A fight ensued and led to silent treatment and dirty looks.


Although the two made up by the end of the night, with the intervention of Mr Jack Daniels, it was an awkward 20mins.

Next was an altercation with a Mr Conor over a remark her being a loser for going home early. It lead to an hour long rant at how she wasn't a loser and that the Kings of Leon were not gay....


....and Jean crying.....well pretending not too.

....and Phil Gill getting beaten up by Tonto. (which Tonto is very sorry about, she just felt like a fight and Phil just happened to be there. It had nothing really to do with Juanine)

So why is Juanine causing fights left right and centre and leaving a path of destructions and scared people in her wake? The experts are putting it down to stress and a hormonal imbalance. But we are at the Twelvty, well we just don't know. Testing resumes in the morning.

Minister for candy in Shock Shock HORROR!!

Why does Minister for Candy, Caroline Lovebug Monks, look so shocked!? And why does Tonto looked so ashamed. Well because the Minister for Candy uncovered Tontos "little" secret. That Tonto is in fact little.



Although this fact has been known to many a folk for the longest time and was covered as a story by the News at Twelvty sometime ago, Caroline was non the less caught unawaress by the tinchiness of Tonto when she was standing beside Kate on a recent night out.

Back??!!

Apologies dear fans of the Twelvty for the very long abscence. It has indeed been too long. It took me a while to get over the trauma of being locked up by my friends and fellow nationalists of Drunkendancesstan. But I am back. With a small notice to explain my abscence.

For you see after my lock up, I took up cycling to try and vent my anger and frustration but ultimately to get out of traffic. It was all going so well. I had found myself in Belgium where cycling was discovered apparently. They first starting cycling there before even the invention of the wheel! Believe it or not. But disaster struck when I came across my biggest enemy to date. Being a roving reporter I have many enemies, like Juanine the Mehican and Simon town jester who I outted for being a smelly pants not so long ago. But this was no mortal enemy he was made of steel.

I spent weeks and weeks in a head lock for power. It was a struggle that nearly ended me. But I did it. And nothing on this earth could compare to the joy I felt when I finally figured out how to open my bicycle lock.

I'm back! Plus I got a new camera. Long life the Twelvty!!!