Well, it was at the embarrassment station . . .
. . where they do all the indelicate exams (OK, drop your pants! now cough!) lined up facing a table of guys in doctor suits who called up certain guys "Front and Center!" (without first reminding them to pull up their pants) to bellow, "IT SAYS ON YOUR PAPERWORK THAT YOU'RE QUEER! IS THAT TRUE?" where things really came unglued, but the groundwork had already been laid at previous stations.
I hadn't thought of that yet, so all I got was "IT SAYS HERE YOU'VE BEEN IN JAIL. WHAT WAS THAT FOR" but a few hours later when things had become really, really strange I added it to my repertory for good measure (I had to stonewall the psychologist though because I hadn't a clue what queers did).
