A disturbingly attractive group of Pacific northwest dwellers with a collective IQ sitting around speed of
sound. The Gulliksons are not a hairy people, and they farm a respectable herd of
dodge steeds for transportation and defense purposes. Their primitive humor is countered by their advanced weaponry and understanding of complex tools, like hammers. A well-armed
society, the Gulliksons are
best left to their own devices as their underdeveloped social skills coupled with a strong dislike of all things blue often lead to conflicts with neighboring tribes of passifistic yet irritating leftists.
"Did you hear that
Jim took his Subaru into the woods to observe the mating rituals of the woodpecker and test out his new REI biodegradable binoculars?"
"Yeah
man, that was weeks ago. Word is that his
car got stuck in a cow patty somewhere near Gullikson territory. The cops told search and rescue to not even bother."