I don't know if I can even describe this, but it is SUCH a classic gamer geekout that I have to.
Our party made it back to town in our Eberron game last night, and we had an opportunity to identify a few magic items we were still toting around, including a Bastard Sword and a Long Sword. The DM hadn't yet rolled the swords on the equipment table, so he let Granite do so. The bastard sword, +3. The Long Sword... (rolls) 97. Rolls again, 84. Rolls again, 98. Rolls again, 05. Rolls again, 68. Rolls again, 88. Rolls again 94 -- with every roll, the DM's face gets more and more distorted, and begins to look more and more incredulous. For at those extreme ends of the table are many 'roll twice more' or 'roll on the major chart' -type rolls. AND Granite was rolling HOT. Again. And again. And AGAIN. For. Five. Minutes. The DM begins to sputter. Then shake his head. Then curse. Then cry out in pain. The minutes tick by. We, the players, are dying with laughter as the DM just simply dies.
Finally the dice come to an end. And what do we have?
Hell's Slayer, CG. Longsword. Search +10, Cure Moderate Wounds 3/Day, Bless 3/Day, Fear 3/Day, Fireball 1/day, +2 Luck Bonus to Attack and Saving Throws. EGO 52.
The DM then realizes that the + of the weapon has not yet been rolled, for there is no limit when it is an intelligent item. Granite picks up the dice and rolls....
84.
Thus squeakily speaks the DM "The weapon is +5. I need a drink."
PS -- Granite's character is but 5th level too...