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Hello. My name is Sam.

When I bought my new house a few miles from the pleasant small town of Bjokongaf, in the Holy Jingoistic Federation of Un-Aligned Nations of Vojvodina-Nihon, I had no idea it was on uncharted territory and therefore legally not part of the HJFuANV-N. Long dissatisfied with the government and policies of that nation -- all forty-nine of them -- I chose, rather than cede the territory to the HJFuANV-N, to declare my house an independent nation: the Independent Republic of Vojvodina-Nihon.

The IRV-N, while small, has all of the features of a modern nation: a functioning government (represented in the person of myself, as President, and my cat Mr. Fuzzy, as Chief Justice, to establish a system of checks and balances); a strong economy (with a GDP of only $56,770 this year, but a GDP per capita of well over $50,000 per annum); a standing army (in which I serve as Field Marshal); and a constitution (drafted last night over a beer) ensuring fair and equal treatment and liberty to all, except for those who don't deserve it. In short, I invite other sovereign nations to recognize the independence of the IRV-N and perhaps discuss trade or diplomatic relations, and also invite immigrants to come and reside within the IRV-N -- the uncharted land claimed by the IRV-N includes several empty lots where additional houses may be built to host newcomers, or you can sleep in the guest room, which Mrs. Kavanoeldjidjatskaya cleans thoroughly every other Thursday even though I no longer use it except for my model train sets.

-- Lord President Fieldmarshal Sir Sam Barnett, MP QC OV-NE KV-NE GV-NE &c.

ooc: Reminds me of petoria from family guy

of which from where?

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e: also, 666 posts!

Chancellor Lucius Blackhelm was looking over reports on his desk when a particlurly interesting one popped up. A single man had decided that he, along with his cat, were going to declare independence from their government. "Meh, what the fuck, can't hurt anybody right?" he thought to himself. Moments later, he passed a bill recognizing the tiny nation. Now, his only question was what the hell was with all of those letters.

News of the recognition of Vojvodina-Nihon quickly reached the desk of Claudius Griffincrest. Realizing that the home was likely cut off from the main nations power supply, he sent a letter to Sam, informing him that the Griffincrest Corporation was willing to supply Vojvodina-Nihon with heating oil, for the low, low price of $30 a barrel. He would now wait for his response, providing that the mail still goes to his house.

General Zackary Hamilton read through his daily intelligence briefing page by page, getting the most important updates on world events. Upon hearing of the independence of Vojovodina-Nihon he nearly fell back off his chair upon reading it.

"Martin! What the hell is this!? Who is responsible for this joke?!" demanded Hamilton.

Martin quickly tried to explain "Sir...this isn't a joke."

Hamilton was shocked. "You mean to tell me this man and his....cat is it? Have declared their own country?"

"Ye-Yes sir." muttered Martin.

"Well then...tell the Foreign Minister to send him a communique informing him the Federation of Oseato recognizes his nation. Oh, and give him the best of luck for me." smiled Hamilton, thus dismissing the issue from mind.