If I could find a way. . . I admit it: I'm an addict. I drink so much Mountain Dew, I should bleed, shit, and piss neon yellow. I blame this habit for my twisted sense of humor. . . but I'll never stop, it's too much fun!

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Wooo Hoooo - Two in One Week!

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 mother, Ann. "Your obsession is with money. Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny." He turned to the third mother, Joyce. "Your obsession is with alcohol. This shows itself in your child's name, Brandy."

At this point, the fourth mother, Kathy, quietly got up and took her little boy by the hand. She whispered, "Come on, Dick. This guy has no idea what he's talking about. Let's go pick up Peter and Willie from school and go get dinner."

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