God looks like a guidance counselor, God's got that smile. God says, 'How could this be? That's really odd I guess I'll have to check my records, silly me, you know, I'm only God. '
Because 'You're perfect just the way you are,' is what your guidance counselor says. And she's an alcoholic.
He for himself weaves woe who weaves for others woe, and evil counsel on the counselor recoils.