[An exam proctor in Purgatory, with harlequin glasses
and a chainsaw voice.]
Now get out your number 2 pencils. Do not --
-- But, but, but. So you saw a white light. And I'm supposed
to do what about this? You took a wrong turn, bubbe,
this is not my area of responsibility.
Do not fold, spindle, or mutilate your answer sheet.
Do not leave any hanging chads.
Do not leave any question blank. You must --
-- I don't really care who you were expecting: Jesus, Mary,
your Aunt Tillie, or sixty-two virgins with grapevines in their
hair, you are here with me now. So you'll just have to
take the placement test like everybody else. Understand?