Four Catholic mothers were having coffee together and 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, Chippendale’s
male stripper. Whenever he walks into a room, people say,
‘OH MY GOD. . .’ .”