Top twit of the year award goes to that used to be Labour candidate Stuart McLennan. He's even more of a twit than that trio of public school twits, Cameron, Osbourne and Johnson. Even more than Reid and Pricey could be, he has outwitted them.
Old twit and soon to be ex MP, John Prescott, comes to the rescue of Gordon Bennett Brown and associated good guys. No bullshit John, has, because he has nothing else to do right now, become Labour's Top Secret investigator in chief of all things Internetty and WAP! He has bulked up security.
They listen to bruiserweight John, he talked them into accepting Blair and was gifted the position of Deputy for his troubles. Now, he wears his Deputy badge, as a shit hot cop, the scourge of the nasty electronic communicators.
In Hull, he found a ready made set of lazy, unemployed sods who as long as they can read, which is sometimes a challenge, have become his search and destroy, inappropriate language, task force. They are well qualified to detect ar**, fu**, cu** and bastards as every second word they use is usually one of the four expletives.
In an empty fish factory in Hull, they trace, seek out and isolate every communication by mobile phone, email, etc etc from prospective Labour MP's. When they recognise their language, their insults and innuendos they pass the offenders name to Deputy John.
Then he sends the boys round to make the offender resign. The boys are also currently unemployed having grabbed their ex MP's big pay off bucks and run to their country homes.
Another job for life with pension it seems. Surely free lunches and gravy train will be with them all of their lives.