You need 18 more turns to discover Sarcasm. Unlocks the building Stand up club +2 happiness 1 maintenance and you can, from now on, understand all the jokes. Culture vic here we go.
Give the man a break, he's from a galaxy far, far away. Maybe up there they're so busy fighting giant death robots that they haven't had the time to discover Sarcasm yet.

Or he's going for a different victory type. Personally I am for the Cookie victory; I've eaten 2 billion cookies and still have 7 billion to go. Haven't heard of Cookie vic? I sware it's a thing. It ain't documented 'cause the devs thought if more people knew about it, the world's cookie supply would fast run out. Try it out. After eating 9 billion cookies, you get a text saying 'Congratulations! You Have Won Life! Continue (y/n)?'. Should you choose, 'y', you get (you guessed it) the most delicious cookie of all time, baked by God himself; while if you choose 'n', you wake up in Heaven with all your cookies intact.
OT: I haven't actually lost a game in Civ V (other than a map script malfunctioning and spawning me in the icy sea or smth), as I always rage-quit before the AI can get to my cap or launch. If they take even one city, I usually quit and start another game; but that hasn't happened in a long time as I've learnt from my mistakes and only found cities where I can defend them now.
One time in vanilla I did hold out for a long time in a mountain stronghold against a ridiculous Persian empire, just to see how long I could survive. They had 200(!) extra happiness and like 50 cities... The whole Pangaea apart from my lone city. (Can't remember which civ I played.) I had 6 or 7 bows with all the possible upgrades, but eventually I switched them for Artillery (which worked as well against units in vanilla as it did against cities... it was total murder). I must've killed hundreds of units; I even managed to kill the helicopters that they sent across the mountains. He had my city in the red when he stopped sending them for some reason, fathomable only to the AI's hazy, half-fried circuits... The turning point in the Eternal War of Godlike Arties vs Mostly Shuffling Back-and-Forth Morons came only with the introduction of Giant Death Robots on a massive scale... I killed the first 5, but the next 10 got to me (after generous shuffling ofc). Or would've if I hadn't quit the game, just in time. No Cyrus, you don't get to put your grubby paws on my palace, not even after 2000 years of incessant struggle. I'm pulling the plug on your robots and sending you back to 4000 BC. And no, you don't get to bring your cPad with Angry Immortals, either. How's that for a check-mate?
