The Galactic Trade Conglomerate of PapaDracky is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by King CREAM with a fair hand, and renowned for its enslaved workforce, frequent executions, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 11.279 billion Drackonians 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, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tower of Consumption. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient PapaDrackyian economy, worth a remarkable 6,418 trillion Credits a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Gambling, and Soda Sales. Average income is a breathtaking 569,035 Credits, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 5,329,705 per year while the poor average 5,121, a ratio of 1,040 to 1.

A survey of the nation's rivers and children has shown that pesticide levels are at an all-time regional high, the regional delicacy of chocolate bombes is deadlier than an unexploded bomb, an increasing number of animal species are named 'Bob', and 'A is for Annulment' is a popular children's song. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. PapaDracky's national animal is the Elcor, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Profitism.

PapaDracky is ranked 179,914^th in the world and 3^rd in Papastan for Most Average, scoring 21.55 on the Average Standardized Normality Scale.