The Cheeky Tease of Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Sola Sil with a fair hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, anti-smoking policies, and rampant corporate plagiarism. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 19.314 billion Phallites and Labianites love a good election, and the government gives them plenty of them. Universities tend to be full of students debating the merits of various civil and political rights, while businesses are tightly regulated and the wealthy viewed with suspicion.

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt, socially-minded, outspoken government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Environment, Spirituality, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Erogia. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Endocrinean economy, worth a remarkable 3,814 trillion Ejacs a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is solely comprised of the Basket Weaving industry. Average income is an impressive 197,514 Ejacs, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

All footpaths have tollbooths, the nation has an international reputation for compassion, the police crack down on tax evaders without mercy, and Maxtopian villagers starve by the time Endocrinean officials even file the appropriate paperwork needed to help them. Crime is totally unknown. Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine's national animal is the Peckfeeder, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Erogenicism.

Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine is ranked 285,513^th in the world and 29^th in Rosaceae Sanguinare for Most Patriotic, with 0.26 flags saluted per person per day.