My Old-Timey Glass

This is the last remaining glass from a set of cheap beer glasses my mother bought sometime after setting up her household, and probably before I was born. Because of the shape, once you drink down to a certain point, around 1/3 left, you are in the 'bloop zone' and must finish your beer or get a bloop! splash in the eye when you right the glass. My beer drinking grandfather and his brother were never fond of these glasses for that reason, but somehow, to me, it is the quintessential Regular Beer Glass. (Shown full of helles.)