"Congrats. You have demon-babies."
-- Said by the party theif to a horror possesed Earthdawn character of mine. Little explanation required, I hope.
Perhaps one of the more memorable campaigns I've been in, however, was a Shadowrun game in which my character was a Catholic Priest... with hermetic magic and, unknown to the party, a left cyber arm, complete with internal shotgun. In one particularly nasty situation, we had the party trog stand in the middle of a doorway, SMG in each hand, going full auto. It turned out that the best way for my character to add to the fight was to kneel down, and fire his cyber-gun between the troll's legs. While he was able to connect the muzzle flash and barrel report about six inches beneath his crotch with 'Father Max', he wasn't able to connect it with anything he knew about his priestly friend. Therefore, he looked down, and asked simply, "What spell that?"
My reply was to grin upwards, and reply, "Leadbolt."
"Trog like Leadbolt."
Later in that same campaign, after an incident with an oriental fire-mage and a fryer, came the line, "I grab the deepfried werewolf and run."