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 woman 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 woman sips her coffee in silence.
The first three women give her this subtle “Well…?”
She replies, “My son is a gorgeous, 6’ 2”, hard
bodied, well-hung, male stripper.
Whenever he walks into a room, women say, “My God…”
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