It turned out

the mayor was

a potato.

Literally.

Not

metaphorically.

A potato with a hat.

He had won with 62% of the vote.

Elected democratically.

The local

constitution

didn't prohibit

a potato from

running for

office.

Mainly because he promised lower taxes

and because he never interrupted

anyone during debates.

Why do you

steal

spoons?

BLA

BLA

BLA

*The potato mayor

observed me from

behind his desk.*

Spoons are made

of metal.

So?

I had

no argument.

Because they

are delicious.