The United States of Printer835 is a colossal, cultured nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, deadly medical pandemics, and restrictive gun laws. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 6.6 billion Printer835ians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 81.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Printer835ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,170 trillion cards a year, is fairly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Retail, Woodchip Exports, Information Technology, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 177,340 cards, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.3 times as much as the poorest.

The nation is in perpetual campaign mode, cases of disease among the civilian population dwindle as civilian population dwindles, the government seems embarrassed to be seen governing, and children grow up long before the paperwork for their lemonade stands can be sorted out. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Printer835's national animal is the legendary, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Printer835 is ranked 197,767^th in the world and 479^th in Two for Highest Disposable Incomes, with 32,098.65 Standard Monetary Units.