Evil campaign. Two or three orcs, a hobgoblin, my half-orcish druid, and a kobold all making their way back to the shore of a human city, after killing a guy for his skiff.

There was funny stuff before this, involving corpses and boots up arses and using an intelligence-boosting spell to have a better chance at doing a really stupid thing, but the greatest part of it was when we get back to shore and are greeted by the city guard.

"So why'd you have to kill that poor fisherman?"
"What fisherman?"
"The one whose boat you stole."

At this point we just sort of pause. And our orc barbarian replies, just before raging:

"Uhhhhhh... BRAAAAAAAAAARGGGHGH!!!"

And the night ended with my druid stampeding out of town tossing alchemist's fire from the back of a goat.

I don't think any description can do that session justice, but that was the most hilarious game I've ever played.