Four Catholic women were having tea one afternoon. One of the women placed her cup down and started a conversation. "Ladies, my son became a priest last week. When he walks into a room, people call him 'Father'."
The second lady set her cup down and looked at the first lady. "Well, my son has been a bishop for a few months now. When he walks into the room, people say 'Your Grace'."
The third lady placed her cup on the table and shook her head. "You ladies are so silly! My son has been a cardinal for years! When he walks into the room, people say 'Your Eminence!'"
The last woman remained quiet, pretending to be uninterested in their conversation. The other three looked at her and asked, "Well ...?"
The last woman placed her cup down and looked at the other three. "My son is a gorgeous, blond, blue-eyed, six-foot-two, hard-bodied stripper. When he walks into a room, people scream, 'OH MY GOD!'"
