The Republic of Furrelia is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by Synthywuff with an iron fist, and notable for its compulsory military service, irreverence towards religion, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 18.304 billion Furrelians are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The relatively small, pro-business, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Furry City. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 11.8%.

The thriving Furrelian economy, worth a remarkable 1,268 trillion shillings a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Trout Farming, and Book Publishing. Average income is 69,324 shillings, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 221,639 per year while the poor average 16,468, a ratio of 13.5 to 1.

Sex changes are routinely performed at Furrelia's hospitals, a The Trunk of a Pontiac Tempest Tourist Association survey has rated Furrelia #1 for number twos, Synthywuff has just been declared ruler of Furrelia in an international press conference, and all government facilities are built in the subterranean citadel of Furry City. Crime, especially youth-related, is relatively low, thanks to a capable police force. Furrelia's national animal is the goldfish, which can occasionally be seen avoiding garbage in the nation's murky oceans.

Furrelia is ranked 194,746^th in the world and 33^rd in The Trunk of a Pontiac Tempest for Largest Governments, scoring 10.91 on the Bureaucratic Comprehensiveness Rating Scale Index.