The Fore-Shortened Corn Flakes of Bongo Fury is a titanic, genial nation, ruled by Sam with the Showing Scalp Flat Top with a fair hand, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, deadly medical pandemics, and absence of drug laws. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic population of 17.874 billion Bongo Furyians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The relatively small, corrupt, liberal, outspoken government prioritizes Education, although Industry, Environment, and Administration are also considered important, while Defense and Spirituality aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Utility Muffin Research Kitchen. The average income tax rate is 52.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Bongo Furyian economy, worth a remarkable 5,673 trillion muffins a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Retail, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an amazing 317,436 muffins, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Schoolyard sandboxes resemble ashtrays due to the large number of cigarette butts, citizens sport solarium-kissed tans that are perfectly even except for the occasional melanoma, the fattest folk in Bongo Fury look to be the happiest ones, and politicians always seem to take two steps forward then three steps back. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Bongo Fury's national animal is the wooden dog, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Bongo Fury is ranked 123,549^th in the world and 660^th in NationStates for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring 9,805.36 on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.