The Peckish Hoards of The Crocodile Pit is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Gustave with an even hand, and remarkable for its compulsory military service, fear of technology, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 11.948 billion Crocodiles 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 Administration, Industry, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Crocodile Pit. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 72.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Crocodile Pitian economy, worth a remarkable 2,041 trillion Meats a year, is mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, Information Technology, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is an impressive 170,824 Meats, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 917,185 per year while the poor average 16,600, a ratio of 55.2 to 1.

Fidgety cubicle workers play with their balls, the government is keeping a watch on all seeing eyes, the only way for immigrants to get into office is as a janitor, and doctors prescribe medicines produced by the last pharmaceutical company to give them a free pen. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. The Crocodile Pit's national animal is the Crocodile, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways, and its national religion is the Holy Death Roll.

The Crocodile Pit is ranked 43,267^th in the world and 9^th in The Card Mine for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring 4,970.13 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.