I was robbed!

Can you believe it? I won not a single prize in the Great Cake-Off. Not even for originality, which I think my Scream had in spades, thank you. And who did they give it to? A freaking gelatinous "brain" cake that was so obviously a molded panna cotta and not a cake at all. And who got the runner up? A chocolate mousse with a spun sugar web on top. I knew I was toast when I heard the company prez--all bedecked in a silver space suit--fawning over it, saying "Ooooh, spun sugar. Verrrrrry impressive." I painted Munch, people! On a freaking cake! Boo. Hiss. There is no justice.