This thread suddenly has become relevant to my interests.
My story: I worked at a restaurant. They caught a guy waddling out with lobster tails stuffed in his socks. He was wincing from the pain of the little pokey parts digging into his calves.
Note to self: were 2 pairs of thick socks!
You did not get your name from the “t-bone in the pants” trick did you?
Another note: Don't smuggle lobsters in your underwear, dead or alive. Your criminal career (among other things) could get cut short.