Dear Winners of the Local Bake-Off in Nowheresville,

I am writing to express my utter disdain and disappointment at the absolute lack of creativity, talent, and SHEER brilliance displayed by your baked goods at the recent Nowheresville Bake-Off. As a master baker, a genius entrepreneur, and a visionary leader, I can confidently say that my own culinary creations would have blown your pathetic attempts at pastry out of the water. My Trump TOWER Tiramisu, for instance, is a game-changer, a masterpiece, a work of art that would have won first PRIZE at any bake-off in the world.

Let me tell you, FOLKS, no one, and I mean no one, is better at baking than I am. My cakes are yuge, just yuge, the best, the greatest, the most fantastic. And my icing, oh boy, my icing is so good, so strong, so POWERFUL, that it would make your head spin. I'VE MADE THE GREATEST DEALS, THE GREATEST, OVER CAKES AND PASTRIES, AND I KNOW MORE ABOUT BAKING THAN ANY SO-CALLED "EXPERT" OR "JUDGE" AT YOUR LITTLE BAKE-OFF. And let me tell you, your judges were wrong, so wrong, to award those MEDIOCRE prizes to those second-rate bakers.

As a champion of excellence, a warrior for greatness, and a hero to the people, I demand a rematch, a redo, a chance to show the world what real baking looks like. I challenge you, the winners of the Nowheresville Bake-Off, to a bake-off of epic proportions, a clash of the titans, a battle of the baking giants. And I promise you, I will win, bigly, so bigly, that you will be talking about it for centuries to come.

Now, I know what you're thinking, "But Mr. Trump, we're just a small-town bake-off, we don't have the resources or the expertise to compete with a BIG-TIME baker like you." And to that, I say, "FAKE NEWS!" You're just trying to excuses your own failures, your own lack of talent, your own INABILITY to produce a decent croissant. Well, let me tell you, I've made the greatest croissants, the flakiest, the most buttery, the most tremendous, and I've done it all with one hand tied behind my back.

In conclusion, I expect a formal apology, a full retraction of your bake-off results, and a personal INVITATION to judge your next bake-off, where I will, of course, be the head judge, the supreme ruler, the king of the kitchen. And if you don't comply, I'll make sure to tweet about it, to tell the world about the FAKE NEWS cakes, the pastry envy, and the tremendous ego that drives me to be the best, the greatest, the FANTASTIC-EST baker the world has ever seen.

Sincerely,
Donald J. TRUMP, the Greatest Baker the World Has Ever Known