Group Therapy

A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with five
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.
It manifests itself in your children's names, Penny, Goldie and Frank."

He turned to the third Mum, Joyce: "Your obsession is alcohol.
This too shows itself in your children's names: Brandy and Sherry. You even
called the cat, "Whisky".

He then turned to the fourth Mum June: "Your obsession is with flowers.
Your girls are called Rose, Daphne & Poppy."

At this point, the fifth 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. Let's pick up Fanny and Willy and go home."

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