Talk about an underground candidate! It makes sense, though. After all, he is a tuber.
Carrot seems like a sincere enough fellow but when I look at him I just have this urge to throw him in a simmering pot of venison stew. And then where would we be? We'd have a full stomach, but we'd be leaderless. No, it's simply too risky to go electing edible politicians, so I guess we're just going to have to learn to work with what we've got.