Obsession
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 turns to the third
Mom, Joyce: "Your obsession is alcohol. This too manifests itself in
your child's name, Brandy."
At this point, the fourth mother, Kathy, gets up, takes her little boy
by the hand and whispers.
"Come on, Sausage, we're leaving."
