A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with four young mothers and their small children.
'You all have obsessions.' he observed.
To the first mother, Mary, he said, 'You are obsessed with eating. You've even named your daughter Candy.'
He turned to the second mum, Ann: 'Your obsession is with money. Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny..'
He turned to the third mother, Kathy: 'Your obsession is alcohol. This too shows itself in your child's name, Brandy.'
At this point, the fourth mother, Joyce, quietly got up, took her little boy by the hand and whispered, 'Come on Dick, this chap has no idea what he's talking about. Let's go and pick Willy up from school and go home.
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A nice way to start a dreary Tuesday
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Oh yeahFlyTexas wrote:Loved it. I wonder if she has a sister?
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