The Republic of Fubar Farms is a massive, cultured nation, ruled by Sam Elliott with an even hand, and remarkable for its otherworldly petting zoo, absence of drug laws, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 1.071 billion Fubarians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The tiny, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Environment, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Bovine. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 7.9%.

The powerhouse Fubar Farmsian economy, worth 112 trillion Pilfers a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Information Technology, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an impressive 104,673 Pilfers, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 558,424 per year while the poor average 10,311, a ratio of 54.2 to 1.

The only things written in the stars are arrest warrants for astrologers, the central government is trying to keep things flowing, wealthy pranksters dump refuse on unsuspecting citizens from up high, and 'The Anti-Government Hour' is a popular programme on many of Fubar Farms's radio stations. Crime is a problem. Fubar Farms's national animal is the Cow, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Fubar Farms is ranked 61,721^st in the world and 1,929^th in Lazarus for Nudest, with 198.25 cheeks per square mile.