"Digibytes yo!" Atlas spoke chocolate milkshake and blunt in hand as he floated on a rubber ring in a pool on a boat.

Suddenly a helicopter arrived.

"Who dat fo' sho?" Atlas said, ripped shoulders ready for a brawl.

The helicopter had a "G" on it. It was Government, the evil crime syndicate.

"Oh snap!"

Several men in suits jumped out.

They all said at the same time like robots "We want your digibytes. Give us. You owe us. Fair share. Need to blow up kids somewhere you don't care about. Don't worry about it. Here's a flag."

"Sounds like you look to rob me? Wrong bet hired goon!" Atlas took the flag, and then impaled all the G-men with the flag, and then threw the flag with the impaled men still stuck on it at the helicopter to kill off any witnesses to the gruesome murder. He got away with it as the helicopter exploded in a ball of fire. Some of the impaled men had still been alive, they screamed as they were engulfed in firey metal along with the helicopter pilots and several greedy middle men leech politicians.

"The digibytes are all mine!" Atlas shouted triumphantly before heading below deck to return to his harem of women.

Later the entire military and government came so Atlas just told them how mega jelly they were being of how much freedom people can have. Atlas fell asleep after drinking too much wine and everyone thought it was a party because they were all old white people wearing suits. They eventually forgot why they had came and left to go pillage their countries.

THE END...