Joe Woodard was pouring over his complicated arithmetic homework, for his final exams at the college of new Orleans, when something blocked out his light. He passed it off at first, thinking the sum went behind a cloud, but then suddenly, someone jumped out at him, causing him to spill his ink over his paper, and on his sleeve. "I toldyou I would get you back, joe!" his roommates slight figure was doubled over in unheard laughter. Jor was furious. He struck hisfriend, and tried to wipe off his homework, then his sleeve. "I will kill you, Jonathan guyer!" joe growled. "Hey! Hold up there! I was only kidding!"Jonathan defended himself. "Ueah, yeah, but Mr. Arnald is going to have my hide if he sees this mess!"groaned joe, lookingruefully at his ruined homework. "I spent three hours on this!" he complained. "Oh, buck up, joe. Ill help you with it!" offered jonathan. "Yeayou only hurt,bony help. You'd probably mess it up. I know you are awfull at arithmatic!" joe answeredsavagely. "Sorry! Someone's in a. Bad mood today!" grumbled Jonathan.