The Republic of Chips and Guac is a massive, efficient nation, ruled by The Anarcho-Monarch with a fair hand, and notable for its keen interest in outer space, suspicion of poets, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 3.802 billion Chips and Guacians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, is dominated by the Department of Healthcare, with Industry also on the agenda, while Law & Order and Spirituality receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Flavortown. The average income tax rate is 2.0%.

The thriving Chips and Guacian economy, worth 427 trillion Tortillas a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Information Technology, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an impressive 112,495 Tortillas, with the richest citizens earning 5.0 times as much as the poorest.

Many whiskies taste suspiciously like automobile radiators, a formerly quiet little town is now booming as both a cult centre and a tourist attraction, getting an infected tattoo is considered a rite of passage in Chips and Guac, and a policy of plausible deniability helps protect the government from athletic doping scandals. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Chips and Guac's national animal is the No-step-on Snek, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Chips and Guac is ranked 36,231^st in the world and 1,647^th in The North Pacific for Smartest Citizens, with 43.93 quips per hour.