A Fried Egg Sandwich & Restroom Investigating at Corner Bar

It was really weird dropping by the Corner Bar for a fried egg sandwich and some jukebox karaoke last night. At first, everything seemed normal while eating a sandwich with two fried eggs over hard with lots of mayo, lettuce, and tomato. Fries dipped in ranch while listening to Run DMC was sealing the late night deal until things suddenly sent my mind spiraling into a full-blown restroom...

Three Sheets

It was like being a detective realizing Three Sheets is named after drunk people. Confirming with the owner isn’t necessary since I’m practically an investigation expert. All it took was one trip to the restroom to crack this case wide open. Imagine being in a bar called Three Sheets while being— three sheets to the wind. Since the restroom is a one-seater, a drunk person is responsible...