The f-word

For people who know me, I'm always one to stop by curious signboards, billboards and likewise.

Yesterday night I was passing by a fruit juice vendor, close to my house when I came across this. It took me a while to realise that it's not some obscure German or Czech fruit that the vendor had to take extreme measures to obtain, and neither is it a grenade made of foam or something equivalent.

This, indeed, isn't just a spelling error: it has to be a contender for The Spelling Error. Seldom would you see a word with spelling errors in every possible, and a few apparently impossible ways.