Counselors

I don't need any counselors, especially NOT Jennie Cerullo. Even though she now has a Ph.D. in sex and an important ministry, I remember her from college as a whiny, screechy Italian "cheerleader" that nobody really liked very much. She is proof that winning the Teen Challenge talent show does not necessarily mean you are going to have a big-time music ministry. Jennie has her money and her big-time ministry so she doesn't need anything from me. There is no way that I can be required to kiss her putrid Italian butt. After all, she is not my mother-in-law so I don't have to.