I is for Inept

Looks a bit shifty, eh?

Ike the iridescent iguana imagined himself an intellectual, but Ike was rather an idiot. Ike invented icky ice cream flavors: iceberg, imitation krab, inchworm and io moth. Ike ignored irksome ivy and now he is itchy. Ike isolated an irritating ibis named Iris. Iris imitates intelligence with idiom and shares illicit images of inspectors. Ike and Iris went to Idaho as illegal immigrants and industrious independents identified them as inept. Ineptitude in Idaho qualifies one for politics. Inquiries into intrigue implode. Insanity increases incumbency! Irresponsibility is irrelevant! Ike and Iris inspire! Elections include these idiots and Idahoans implore, “ELECT!”

[A drabble is a story in exactly 100 words.]
[As an Idahoan, originally, I get a pass at mocking it.]
[It's true they have rather indiscriminate election patterns]
[But illegal immigrants... especially of the non-white male sort, and alternate species qualify here... have very poor chances, no matter what the Napoleon Dynamite/Pedro propaganda might hint at].