The 1919 License Plate of Pensyltuckee Island is a gargantuan, pleasant nation, ruled by King Bob Pen with an even hand, and renowned for its smutty television, triple-decker prams, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, devout population of 14.714 billion Pensyltuckians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The minute, pro-business government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pen City. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 1.7%.

The sizeable but stagnant Pensyltuckian economy, worth 95.3 trillion Pen Bucks a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is led by the Pizza Delivery industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Woodchip Exports, and Automobile Manufacturing. Average income is 6,473 Pen Bucks, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 37,205 per year while the poor average 541, a ratio of 68.8 to 1.

People say that smog must be good for you because of its healthy green colour, motorbike jousters live young and die fast, belligerent citizens shoot at passing clouds for 'violating their airspace', and it turns out that money can buy you happiness. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Pensyltuckee Island's national animal is the 9 Banded Armadillo, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Southern Baptist.

Pensyltuckee Island is ranked 292,817^th in the world and 34^th in Renegade Islands Alliance for Lowest Crime Rates, with 4.93 law-abiding acts per hour.