The Kingdom of Garnbyen is a colossal, efficient nation, ruled by The Undertaker with an iron fist, and remarkable for its deadly medical pandemics, avowedly heterosexual populace, and fear of technology. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 8.59 billion Garnbyenians 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 tiny, corrupt, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Cemetery. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 1.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Garnbyenian economy, worth a remarkable 1,753 trillion Snacks a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Soda Sales, and Gambling. Average income is an amazing 204,174 Snacks, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,159,530 per year while the poor average 17,539, a ratio of 66.1 to 1.

Ethnic minorities are often refused admission to some of the nation's best schools, witches' brews set off Geiger counters, adult unemployment is rising as available jobs are filled by young children, and the nation refuses to provide international aid. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Garnbyen's national animal is the Sexy Beast, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Garnbyen is ranked 125,663^rd in the world and 534^th in 10000 Islands for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring 2,432.44 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.