Four Catholic ladies are having coffee together, discussing how important their children are.
The first one tells her friends, “My son is a priest. When he walks into a room, everyone calls him “Father.”
The second Catholic women chirps, “Well, my son is a Bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, people say, “Your Grace.”
The third Catholic woman says smugly, “Well, not to put you down, but my son is a cardinal. Whenever he walks into a room, people say, “Your Eminence.”
The fourth Catholic women sips her coffee in silence. The first three women give her a subtle “Well…?”
She replies, “My son is a charismatic, 6’2”, hard-bodied male stripper. Whenever he walks into a room, people say, “My God.”
