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At precisely 2 o'clock in the afternoon, a loud, booming yell of rage shook the entire plz account house. A few younger plzes leapt into the air with fright and scurried to the nearest corner, hugging themselves and gently rocking back and forth; the majority of the residents, however, were used to this occurence and continued going about their daily business, unfazed and rather amused by the antics of the newer plzes. It was that time of day when Angry Ike usually awoke, and he enjoyed nothing better than to start the day with an enormous manly scream. He wasn't particularly angry about anything - he actually quite enjoyed "mornings" - but,