Oopps, that's what I get for not searching the humor section. This has been posted a couple times, guess once more around the horn won't hurt but I tried to delete it.
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, Dick, this guy has no idea what he's talking about, I'm running late and need to pick up Peter and Willie from school."
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