Memorable story? Ahhh, you'll love this one.
One day, back in the early days of 1.09, I get home from an extremely boring Lit class. I figure, hey, I'll grab a can of Mountain Dew, flip the TV on, and sit back for a nice relaxing evening of Diablo 2. I had my old sorceress back then, DP-Catastrophe. Level 92, built for MFing, completely legitimate. I was a tank, dude. Hell Mephisto couldn't touch me, Hell Pindleskin couldn't touch me. It was bliss. Anyway, me and my bro David do some runs for a bit, everything's cool. We kill Hell Meph one game and, ooh look, a unique ring. We go to identify it and, holy shit, it's a SoJ. We're all like, cool, a legit SoJ....yeah. So we do the next game. Lo and behold, another unique ring drops.
It's another Stone of Jordan.
At this point, me and Dave are thinking "Holy shit, two in a row. That doesn't happen too often." So, we shrug it off, put our rings in our pockets, and go for another run.
Another unique ring drops. It's another Stone of Jordan. Needless to say, I soiled my pants.
I don't think I've ever had another three-in-a-row like this again, ever, and especially not with Stones of Jordan. Anybody else have a similar fucked-up experience? :D