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 mom,
Ann, 'Your obsession is with money. Again, it manifests itself in your
child's name, Penny.' He turned to the third mom, Joyce: 'Your obsession
is alcohol.
This too shows itself in your child's name, Brandy.' At this point, the
fourth mother, Kathy, quietly got up, took her little boy by the hand
and whispered, 'Come on, d**k, this guy has no idea what he's talking
about. Let's go pick up Peter and Willy from school and go get dinner.'
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