The Republic of SmallBoy145 is a colossal, safe nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, avant-garde cinema, and infamous sell-swords. The hard-working population of 4.095 billion SmallBoy145ians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 34.8%.

The very strong SmallBoy145ian economy, worth 214 trillion Tuchoims a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with significant contributions from Soda Sales, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. Average income is 52,277 Tuchoims, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.3 times as much as the poorest.

Bowling teams spend more time looking at their phones than the pins, it is popularly believed that "cheese every day keeps disaster away", scenic beaches are now protected by massive concrete walls, and young girls aren't having a ball but they are enjoying themselves. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. SmallBoy145's national animal is the Cards, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

SmallBoy145 is ranked 186,503^rd in the world and 125^th in Small Boy Brigade for Least Corrupt Governments, with 92.63 percentage of bribes refused.