Fallout 3: The humor in this is circumstantial, meaning that had I not named my character Afro-man, and had he not been wearing a business suit, and had I not been so high up on that cliff, this probably wouldn't be my favorite. There was one last raider left, because I had killed the rest of them with a sniper rifle, and I was running low on ammo. I did my best to avoid the bullets, but the computer shoots mathematically, so it was bound to hit me a few times. I got as close as I could to him, and went into the oh so fabulous V.A.T.S. aiming system. For some reason that I simply cannot explain, instead of using my Fisto! to punch him in the mouth, I used my Fisto! to kick him in the chest. He fell off a cliff. And my friend, sitting right next to me, timed it perfectly. As Afro-Man's foot smashed against the chest of this poor raider, I heard: "THIS... IS... SPARTA!" and the raider had taken a 400 foot plunge to his demise. Funniest kill I've ever had. But I respect Halo kills too. Like this time I threw a plasma grenade at a warthog, and the warthog was pushed forward fast enough to kill 2 people. That was a good one.