There are only three games I've played that have made me reconsider Resident Evil 4 as my all-time favorite game. Bloodborne, Fallout 4, and Dark Souls 2. This game is amazing. Better than Dark Souls 3 and yes, better than the hot, steaming pile of garbage that is Dark Souls 1. Buy it. Play it. Om nom nom souls. Beat it. Congratulations. Go into NG+. Om nom nom more souls. Play it more. Black phantom enemies now...oh no. Beat it again. Pat on the back. NG++. More black phantom enemies. Continue playing. Souls op pls nerf. Unlimited power. Beat it again, and again, and again. It's just that go...*trails off because the sound of footsteps is heard behind me* *slowly turns around, sword at the ready* Oh no... *loud, disembodied screaming accompanied by a strange gurgling noise is heard*

YOU DIED

Interviewer: "Ok. BJ...Blazkowicz, is it? You've applied for a cashier position. I'd just like to ask you a few.."

BJ: "I like to kill nazis."

Interviewer: "Um...o...k. That's nice but let's get back to.."

BJ: What do you get when you cross one dead nazi with another dead nazi?"

Interviewer: "Ok. Well. We're getting a little off track he.."

BJ: "Not enough dead nazis BUWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Interviewer: "So tell me. Why do you want to be.."

BJ: "Let's say I take a vacation to Nazi Germany, what is it called after I leave."

Interviewer: "I don't know."

BJ: "Just Germany. BUWHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Interviewer: "Ok, Mr. Blazkowicz. This is clearly not the right position for you. What do you say we just leave it here and call it a day."

*interviewer gets up and prepares to shake BJ's hand*

BJ: "Ooh, stop me if you've heard this one. So, me and a thousand nazis walk into a bar. Who leaves?"

*interviewer goes to the door and shows BJ out*

Interviewer: "Yes, yes. Hilarious. Absolutely hilarious."

BJ: "Just me because I killed all the nazis. BUWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

*security guard shows up to escort BJ out*

Interviewer: "You have a good day. Good luck with...all of that."

*interviewer closes the door as BJ cackles maniacally once more*