The Republic of SmallBoy167 is a colossal, genial nation, notable for its ban on automobiles, frequent executions, and suspicion of poets. The hard-working population of 3.899 billion SmallBoy167ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. The average income tax rate is 22.2%.

The SmallBoy167ian economy, worth 195 trillion Tuchoims a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Furniture Restoration, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Information Technology. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 50,171 Tuchoims, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

Strange looking men with big red noses are found hiding behind bushes and inside dustbins, convicted criminals are given free limo rides to jail, rich people sell their mansions to pay for endless rows of mobile homes, and the state-controlled media salutes those about to spy. Crime, especially youth-related, is almost non-existent, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. SmallBoy167's national animal is the Cards, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

SmallBoy167 is ranked 14,138^th in the world and 5^th in Small Boy Brigade for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 5,492.82 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.