I'll have to collaborate a bit with Angcuru on these(my memory for RL happenings is notoriously bad), but we will regale you with the epic tales of:
Phil, A Tale of Painkillers and Boxcutters and an Attempted Rape gone Wrong;
Patrick, or A Powergamer Buttmolests The DM into Sheer Godhood;
Sean, a.k.a "YOU CAN't DOOOOOOOOOOOOO THAT!";
Jared, or "I wanna play a weretiger Akuma; remember that CD of porn, Ricky?";
Richard. "I was gaming in the womb!"
Chalupa Steve. A tale full of mispronounced names and Gold Dragons named "Rafe".
Pauly; Richard's older brother. a.k.a the reason why we can't game in the mall.
Schlager, "Grease isn't just the word, it's the EXISTENCE!" Water, despite our fondest hopes, never found it's way into this story.
If I can think of any others, I'll put them up here. But you can understand why we're so insane(and our gaming group so small, we attract more than our share).