Hard to say for me... Weird crap happened all the time. I can think of three examples.
There was that time I was a Dwarven marksman, who swam all the way onto an island in the middle of the sea and found an Ettin underneath it. He screamed something or another and I started hitting him in the head with my crossbow until I remembered that it was, in fact a crossbow and I still had bolts. shot it right in the left head, it fell over and I crushed its other skull under my mighty Dwarven engineering. He had broken both of my legs and my spine, but I still made it halfway back across the ocean until I passed out from starvation.
Another time, I was a Dwarven swordsman wandering through the desert. I got jumped by a Scorpion, and we fought something fierce for a while (we just couldn't hit each other). Finally, I cut a chunk out of his body and then stab him in the thorax. It's at this point the blade became lodged in the Scorpion. I struggled to tear my blade out, but to no avail as it simply batted me out of the way. I then took two bottles of Dwarven Ale out of my pack, and proceeded to beat the thing to death with the mighty ALCOHOL! Didn't even get stung...
I think the funniest one is when I was an Elven archer and got jumped by a Sasquatch. I was literally all "ohgodnoit'saSasquatchRUNRUNRUN!!!", and I reflexively loosed an arrow at it, certain that it wouldn't accomplish a thing. The bolt hit it right in the forehead, ruined both of its eyes and its ears, and broke both its head and its brain. It fell forward at my feet, and I adopted a Cheshire grin shortly before shooting it again in the base of the skull.