>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", hardbodied, well hung, male
>stripper. Whenever he walks into a room, women say, "My God...."
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