Beer Glass Stories

[bradsbrew]

What stories does your glass hold?
This is one of my old beer glasses.
Was just having a brew out of it now when the wife reminded me that her dad had one just like it. Yes I had to admit that I lifted it off my father inlaw h34r: but I justified myself by letting her know the he had infact lifted it from his father inlaw who got it from the 1987 grand prix.
(Probably was just a promo glass) but I won't let the truth get in the way of a good family story. Guess it is doing alright for a 21 year old glass. By the time my girls 2 and 7wks are old enough to have a husband lift it from me I reckon the actual winner of the grand prix would have given it to their great grandfather. :beer:
Anyway I am sure there are plenty of stories behind the glass. What are some good ones

 

[kevo]

I have a guinness pint I snuck out of the the brewery in Dublin on St Patrick's day - very fond memories.

It's put away for special occasions after a former housemate set about slowly smashing my pint galsses.

Kev

 

[cwbrown07]

I have a pewter pint mug that was formerly in residence in a fine London establishment known as "The Bunghole Inn" - they only served in pewter mugs, and "jugs" of beer were delivered in what looked like copper milk jugs.

Also have a Westmalle Trippel goblet that used to live in a place I only know as the "300 Beer Pub" in Brugge, Belgium, and served as a reminder that I had actually been there the first time as I had discovered the amnesiac qualities of "Bush" beer!

Ahh, the joys of international travel as a back-packer...

 

[Gerard_M]

Maybe we could have some pics of those RedOak glasses that were "liberated" on the AHB crawl?????????
Cheers
Gerard

 

[Lobsta]

Maybe we could have some pics of those RedOak glasses that were "liberated" on the AHB crawl?????????
Cheers
Gerard

Homebrewers taking something that doesnt belong to them to use for their own personal endeavours? Never!!! :lol: :lol:

 

[spog]

i have a monogrammed glass from a pub in arendal (southern norway) that some how found its way back to oz,same with a khristiansand brewery glass, amazing how things follow you home .....cheers....spog....

 

[lobo]

sort of OT, but i have a stubby holder that i always use when im out at a party/camping etc, that i was given to me for my 21st birthday. went all around europe after that and has been to many many partys. before this stubby cooler they would only last 4 weeks max, this is 4 years and still going strong. whats on it? the ventnor hotel in pt vincent s.a. it looks like a great country pub, but i have never been there!

Lobo

 

[laxation]

One of my mates stole a glass from the Euro Bier Cafe in Melbourne.
On the way home, he decided to throw it away because it had a chip in it, and the closest building was a church.

Apparently this didn't appease the gods, and while he threw it, it exploded in his hand, cutting him. He needed a couple stitches for fix those cuts up

Karma at its finest

 

[bakkerman]

Only time I was scared was when I liberated 2 Tiger glasses in Singapore.

I was convinced I would get a caning if I was caught...

 

[///]

Mine is my 'Hub' glass from a small bar jsut up the road from the station in Tokyo (damm on with dog statue, what is it??).

We heard there was cheap beer, and there was, so about 19 of us rolled in on a cold night about 5.30. They had 'light' and 'dark' (Suntory Pils and Dark Pils) for about Y300 a glass (as is sitting on my shelf) and Y400 for a 750mm glass (broken - see later).

At that time Y300 = about $AUD4.50 we had a crap load of the 750mm. They wondered what happend I guess, cos they had to kick us out at closin (11pm) where we were 3 sheets to the wind. The bar turned nuts with pissed UOW students and a pile of folks, from memory i was singing Karaoke... yes that bad...

In Tokyo you never want to miss the last train as your sleeping on the streets, so we bolted back to station (Steve help - the Yamanote line with the Dog statue), got the last train to Kawasaki and all dissapeered into the ether.

Except me. It was cold, i did not want to walk the 3km approx home and there was so many bikes at the station one just called 'Scott, steal me....' Well that was pretty silly as I could hardly walk. So I stole siad bike and somehow made it back and thought 'gee, better dump this ride' and fell off the bike as I de-mounted, smashing all but one glass. I realised I smashed all when I put my hand in the bag and cut it lots ... lots.... and staggered away.

Anyways, I wake up about 12 with the host family all disapeered (they were crap, anyways...) and hungover as hell wondering how i cut my hand. I then made some fried stuff, was watching the winter Sumo comp when the door bell went. I felt ****.

Considering my 'gaijin' crime wave the night before, I opened up the door to a man in a Blue Uniform and Hat. Cops dont carry side arms in Japan, so I ahd no idea he was NOT a cop. My heart went BOOM BOOM BOOM and I saw myself in the cop shop for bike theft. I tried to get somethign together in Japanese with panic well and trully set in.... heart racing.... he looked like The Fuzz.... crap i was in trouble....

After a few minutes (felt like hours) he handed me a package - friggin hell if it was not a Post Man. I almost hugged the guy. Needless to say at dark 'i went for a walk', took the bike back to the station then walked back... of course enjoying a coldie from one of the beer can vending machines... i felt ****.

But the remaining glass lives on. That was 1991.

 

[barls]

Only time I was scared was when I liberated 2 Tiger glasses in Singapore.

I was convinced I would get a caning if I was caught...

did the same but with mama san sitting at the table talking to us

 

[LethalCorpse]

I know a guy who knows a guy who walked out of the mean fiddler past half a dozen bouncers at closing time with a stack of eight rocks glasses in his hand, and somehow wasn't noticed. He woke up at a mates place sleeping on his bag, wondering why he was uncomfortable, and what the incessant clinking noise was.

 

[brettprevans]

christ where to start. so many...so ill pick 4.

1. woke up one morning hung over and wonder WTF was the lumps in my pockets. 8 shot glasses in each pant pocket (16 total) (varyations of the story with illusion shakers). no recollection of the night.
2. was actualy standing next to a guy who got glassed in the face. one of the most disgusting things ive seen.
3. had a mate who cracked it one night and for no reason punched a full pint glass (maybe b/c if was CUB *****!) and required plastic surgery to stick his hand back up.
4. One night (whereever we were), lots of logo embossed pint glassses etc. just about every girl in our walked out with a glass in their handbag that i put there without knowing it until I made them give them to me after we had exited the place.

Lots of bad things that ive tried to make up for. incl giving away boxes of glasses ive aquired to my mates brothers (poor uni students in a share house)

 

[Tony]

I was given a 6 pack of James Squire glasses ( the strait side ones) from my dad who worked for tooheys at the time. At the time they were the best thing. I had no other really nice glasses.

I bought a bottle of specleled hen on a trip to Newey when i was living in tamworth and on pouring it in my newly aquired JS glass, bumped it with my elbow and smashed it and the full glass on the floor, with only one sip being taken.

Not happy :angry:

NExt day fillet another one with beer of the HB variety and went out the side to water some chillies i had growing in a garden.

I sat the full glass down on the concrete and started to unrevel the hose, when the wife opened the door and it clipped the top of the glass.

Smash !

My fault for putting it at the door but that was 2 in 2 days.

a week later a glass got dropped while putting it in the cupboard and landed on 2 i had sitting in the kitchen. 2 more down.

I still have the 2 left but almost didnt.

I chucked them in the bin saying, "whats the point" but my wife saved them for me.

I had a stack of 3 schooner glasses in each other in the kitchen recently, cleaned and waiting to be returned to the fridge. We were washing up and a light plastic cup fell from the cupboard and landed on the top one. It set off a chain reaction smashing all 3 glasses. I just stood there in amazment. The cup fell 8 inched to hit the top glass and boom.

cheers

 

[newguy]

While in university we had a small stag party for a classmate who was getting married. We went to a brewpub and stayed until closing. Just before they kicked us out the waitresses set every table with silverware. I guess for the next morning's opening. So we grabbed 4 settings and once outside we gave them to the guy who was going to get married as a present. He was so pissed he didn't know what they were, so he unwrapped one (they were wrapped in napkins) by the light of the neon sign in the window.

My bar towel (which hangs on my CO2 cylinder) is a very nice - an authentic Newcastle Brown Ale towel. My best friend got it for me. He and his brother in law went to a bar, ordered a beer, and almost left. The place didn't have any TVs nor pool tables. The waitress noticed this and told them that there were pool tables upstairs. When they got upstairs, it was completely deserted. Lots of pool tables, and more importantly, unattended beer taps. They drank about 20 pints between them and he found the towel, which he set aside for me.

Another friend (actually the little brother of the towel guy) has taken about 10 of the miniature plastic pitchers from various bars. Usually full. He would just stash them in his jacket and walk out.

 

[paul]

When they got Johnnie Walker on tap at the local they served it in a pilsner style 285ml glass with the johnnie walker logo on it. Both of our Mrs had big handbags with them so we emptied all of their crap out, put it in the car. We both got a set of 12 that night.

A few months later they got cougar bourbon on tap an served it in a spirit glass, but a 285ml one with cougar written on it. We both got a set of six of those.

Im a fan of planting salt and pepper shakers on the sly in peoples bags when we go for tea at a pub. As the bloke normally has the money and pays they dont get seen until later when their wife asks why they put them into her bag. The bloke's clueless as to who did it. Ive done this to my mother before then watched her rip into dad for pinching them.

 

[spog]

hmmm,light fingered bunch of so and so's ar'nt we all...cheers.....spog......... h34r: .

 

[afromaiko]

Mine is my 'Hub' glass from a small bar jsut up the road from the station in Tokyo (damm on with dog statue, what is it??).

Considering my 'gaijin' crime wave the night before, I opened up the door to a man in a Blue Uniform and Hat. Cops dont carry side arms in Japan, so I ahd no idea he was NOT a cop. My heart went BOOM BOOM BOOM and I saw myself in the cop shop for bike theft. I tried to get somethign together in Japanese with panic well and trully set in.... heart racing.... he looked like The Fuzz.... crap i was in trouble....

The dog statue is of Hachiko, a popular meeting point at Shibuya station. Serves you right for pinching some poor salaryman's mamachari! But I can relate to that, I was constantly getting freaked out as every person in uniform looks like a cop in Japan and was always paranoid I was going to get asked for my gaijin card by a construction site guard etc. I have a few Kirin jockey glasses, bought legitimately unfortunately so not much story in that. But they are really good quality heavy glass.

 

[reg]

I have a glass that was a trophy for man of the match in a cricket game.
Tell my Kids that it was the grandfinal and there old man batted while lillee and Thompson bowled. Iwent on to bat for two days and made 300.
In reality it was for the local 3rds and I batted for about 30 minutes and made 65.

But hey its my glass and I can stretch the truth as far as it can go.....

Have a beer, have a laugh and dont let the finer points get you down..