This restaurant has had it with the missing glasses!

True story: once I was drunk enough to steal a beer mug from my local pub and stashed it in my jacket, and when I left and crossed the street I got hit by a motorcycle. The Gods of Inebriety protected me so I barely had a scratch or bruise but the mug spiintered into hundreds of pieces and ruined my favorite jacket. A server at the pub ran across the street to help me up and when he saw me emptying my pocket into a dust bin he recognized the remains of that mug. He just looked at me an could hardly stop laughing. Then he treated me to another draft on the house. After I finished it, he told me to keep the empty mug saying "You paid for it dude"

For a second, I thought "stuffing them in your Louie" was a euphemism...