Oh, Corona Light. Were you, perhaps, DRUNK when you created this sign? Or are you holding some other sort of competitive event in the smoky back room of your bar, something to do with fish eggs?
It's a sad thing when a four-letter word gets misspelled, especially one that minds its own business and doesn't break any rules.
We hate to say it, but Shakespeare had it wrong. A rose by any other name doesn't smell as sweet. It smells like sweat, fermented yeast, and some horny dude's Old Spice. Blecch.
Thanks to the delightful Josh K. for the photo. We know he isn't the one wearing too much Old Spice.