The paragraph below from Doyle's A Case of Identity, especially the bit about the teeth, had me creased up when I first read it around the age of 10-11. Holmes is telling Watson how life is stranger than anything that the human mind can invent.
“This is the Dundas separation case, and, as it happens, I was engaged in clearing up some small points in connection with it. The husband was a teetotaler, there was no other woman, and the conduct complained of was that he had drifted into the habit of winding up every meal by taking out his false teeth and hurling them at his wife, which, you will allow, is not an action likely to occur to the imagination of the average story-teller. Take a pinch of snuff, Doctor, and acknowledge that I have scored over you in your example.”