The Definitely Deceased Carcass of The Dead Parrot is a gargantuan, cultured nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, infamous sell-swords, and hatred of cheese. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 20.975 billion Dead Parrots 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 large, corrupt, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, with Industry, Law & Order, and Healthcare also on the agenda, while Spirituality receives no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Notlob. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 42.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Dead Parrotian economy, worth a remarkable 1,935 trillion feathers a year, is quite specialized and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Retail, Gambling, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is 92,279 feathers, with the richest citizens earning 6.1 times as much as the poorest.

Gay hospital patients are labelled with a pink triangle to alert staff of their substandard blood, when shaking hands with foreign leaders Leader wears an armoured gauntlet, athletic teenagers are among the wealthiest members of society, and recognizing the Dead Parrotian flag qualifies you for citizenship. Crime is a major problem. The Dead Parrot's national animal is the Norwegian Blue, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

The Dead Parrot is ranked 24,689^th in the world and 604^th in the Rejected Realms for Most Cultured, scoring 85 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.