Four Catholic ladies were having coffee. The first woman tells her friends.
“My son is a Priest. When he walks into a room, everyone calls him Father.”
The second woman chirps,
“My son is a Bishop. Whenever he walks into a room people call him your Grace.”
The third crone says,
“My son is a Cardinal. Whenever he walks into a room, people say your Eminence.”
The fourth woman continued sipping her coffee in silence, so the first three women give her a subtle “Well..?”
She replies,
“My son is a gorgeous, 6ft2, hard-bodied stripper who has muscles like a horse.”
“When he walks into a room, people say, “Oh My God!”
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