The Ungodly Disaster of Roflriffic is a mammoth, orderly nation, ruled by Zippernose McBarry with an iron fist, and remarkable for its parental licensing program, smutty television, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 8.95 billion Rofls are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Not Sure How Big You Are. The average income tax rate is 43.9%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The powerhouse Roflriffic economy, worth a remarkable 1,021 trillion orphan eyeballs a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized, fairly diversified black market in Tourism, Pizza Delivery, Arms Manufacturing, and Soda Sales. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 114,108 orphan eyeballs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

War is more of a science than an art, kindhearted Rofls generously pay taxes for citizens of other countries, the government has enacted freedom of information, and state officials tend to disappear after they forget to salute Zippernose McBarry's portrait. Crime is relatively low. Roflriffic's national animal is the Barry B Benson, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is YTMND.

Roflriffic is ranked 24,549^th in the world and 2^nd in Beating Brian Up Gang for Highest Poor Incomes, with 83,263.43 Standard Monetary Units.